We came up from the same hood
That don't make it all good
When you doing better
Brothers say you going Hollywood
Wish I could
Take my people with me everywhere
Sitting at the round table
Plotting for a couple years
Yea we was over there
Now look we over here
Mom passed
No supporting cast
Cause nobody cared
My only fear of death is reincarnation
Sometimes I wanna go back
To the days in the basement
Looking at my sons face
Life is so amazing
Grateful for the blessing
And the queen that help me raise him
God give me the patience
My mothers favorite saying
Ended up
Playing a role
In my own life
My last name is Wronge
But I'm trying to live it right
Could be here in the morning
Then you gone by tonight
Overnight celebrity
I'm dreaming every night
And everything is alright
When you living life
We might take some shit for granted
I'm only human damn it
So if you ask me
This is not the way I planned it
I finally followed the path
Eliminated
Anything that would throw me off track
Got sober
Got wiser
The stick up kids
Got older
My generation tried to get
Higher than the solars
I could only speak
For me and mine
Staying focused
The futures in the eye
Of the beholder fam
And you know this man
Ayo
I used to tell my momma
I'm a make it miss
She said go and tell your father
We gon make it kid
Then I told my baby mama
I'm a make it chick
Like
We gon make it nana
We gon make it nana
Some say fake it til you make it
And never reach their greatness
Me
I'm just elated to have never perpetrated
Let me demonstrate
No sweat
No perspiration
Certainly I have made it
Bare witness
Gracious
I say good God almighty
Possibly prophecy
That 3rd eye vision only I could see
Shown that true identity
Qued on melody
Everything blossoms if you let it be
Call me Lou Rich Phenomenal
Go against the grain
Then smooth things out til they catch the wave
Rather catch my drift
Basking in the suns ray
Or stack more chips like it's Frito Lay
Set free
So my masters can't be enslaved
So I reign top of the food chain
Set free no mass-ah can't be enslaved
Broke shackles
All loose chains know what I'm saying
Stature I am living
Lavish my position
Wifey cooks it up
No baggies in the kitchen
We good
Here's a toast to that righteous life
Just to show that we can do right
Ayo
I used to tell my momma
I'm a make it miss
She said go and tell your father
We gon make it kid
Then I told my baby mama
I'm a make it chick
Like
We gon make it nana
We gon make it nana
Ayo
I used to tell my momma
I'm a make it miss
She said go and tell your father
We gon make it kid
Then I told my baby mama
I'm a make it chick
Like
We gon make it nana
We gon make it nana
Make It (feat. Song) Video (MV)
Performed By: Louie Rich & S.P.O.T.
Language: English
Length: 3:34
Written by: Jermaine Hymes, Philip Wronge, William Wronge
Louie Rich & S.P.O.T. - Make It (feat. Song) Lyrics
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We came up from the same hood
That don't make it all good
When you doing better
Brothers say you going Hollywood
Wish I could
Take my people with me everywhere
Sitting at the round table
Plotting for a couple years
Yea we was over there
Now look we over here
Mom passed
No supporting cast
Cause nobody cared
My only fear of death is reincarnation
Sometimes I wanna go back
To the days in the basement
Looking at my sons face
Life is so amazing
Grateful for the blessing
And the queen that help me raise him
God give me the patience
My mothers favorite saying
Ended up
Playing a role
In my own life
My last name is Wronge
But I'm trying to live it right
Could be here in the morning
Then you gone by tonight
Overnight celebrity
I'm dreaming every night
And everything is alright
When you living life
We might take some shit for granted
I'm only human damn it
So if you ask me
This is not the way I planned it
I finally followed the path
Eliminated
Anything that would throw me off track
Got sober
Got wiser
The stick up kids
Got older
My generation tried to get
Higher than the solars
I could only speak
For me and mine
Staying focused
The futures in the eye
Of the beholder fam
And you know this man
Ayo
I used to tell my momma
I'm a make it miss
She said go and tell your father
We gon make it kid
Then I told my baby mama
I'm a make it chick
Like
We gon make it nana
We gon make it nana
Some say fake it til you make it
And never reach their greatness
Me
I'm just elated to have never perpetrated
Let me demonstrate
No sweat
No perspiration
Certainly I have made it
Bare witness
Gracious
I say good God almighty
Possibly prophecy
That 3rd eye vision only I could see
Shown that true identity
Qued on melody
Everything blossoms if you let it be
Call me Lou Rich Phenomenal
Go against the grain
Then smooth things out til they catch the wave
Rather catch my drift
Basking in the suns ray
Or stack more chips like it's Frito Lay
Set free
So my masters can't be enslaved
So I reign top of the food chain
Set free no mass-ah can't be enslaved
Broke shackles
All loose chains know what I'm saying
Stature I am living
Lavish my position
Wifey cooks it up
No baggies in the kitchen
We good
Here's a toast to that righteous life
Just to show that we can do right
Ayo
I used to tell my momma
I'm a make it miss
She said go and tell your father
We gon make it kid
Then I told my baby mama
I'm a make it chick
Like
We gon make it nana
We gon make it nana
Ayo
I used to tell my momma
I'm a make it miss
She said go and tell your father
We gon make it kid
Then I told my baby mama
I'm a make it chick
Like
We gon make it nana
We gon make it nana
That don't make it all good
When you doing better
Brothers say you going Hollywood
Wish I could
Take my people with me everywhere
Sitting at the round table
Plotting for a couple years
Yea we was over there
Now look we over here
Mom passed
No supporting cast
Cause nobody cared
My only fear of death is reincarnation
Sometimes I wanna go back
To the days in the basement
Looking at my sons face
Life is so amazing
Grateful for the blessing
And the queen that help me raise him
God give me the patience
My mothers favorite saying
Ended up
Playing a role
In my own life
My last name is Wronge
But I'm trying to live it right
Could be here in the morning
Then you gone by tonight
Overnight celebrity
I'm dreaming every night
And everything is alright
When you living life
We might take some shit for granted
I'm only human damn it
So if you ask me
This is not the way I planned it
I finally followed the path
Eliminated
Anything that would throw me off track
Got sober
Got wiser
The stick up kids
Got older
My generation tried to get
Higher than the solars
I could only speak
For me and mine
Staying focused
The futures in the eye
Of the beholder fam
And you know this man
Ayo
I used to tell my momma
I'm a make it miss
She said go and tell your father
We gon make it kid
Then I told my baby mama
I'm a make it chick
Like
We gon make it nana
We gon make it nana
Some say fake it til you make it
And never reach their greatness
Me
I'm just elated to have never perpetrated
Let me demonstrate
No sweat
No perspiration
Certainly I have made it
Bare witness
Gracious
I say good God almighty
Possibly prophecy
That 3rd eye vision only I could see
Shown that true identity
Qued on melody
Everything blossoms if you let it be
Call me Lou Rich Phenomenal
Go against the grain
Then smooth things out til they catch the wave
Rather catch my drift
Basking in the suns ray
Or stack more chips like it's Frito Lay
Set free
So my masters can't be enslaved
So I reign top of the food chain
Set free no mass-ah can't be enslaved
Broke shackles
All loose chains know what I'm saying
Stature I am living
Lavish my position
Wifey cooks it up
No baggies in the kitchen
We good
Here's a toast to that righteous life
Just to show that we can do right
Ayo
I used to tell my momma
I'm a make it miss
She said go and tell your father
We gon make it kid
Then I told my baby mama
I'm a make it chick
Like
We gon make it nana
We gon make it nana
Ayo
I used to tell my momma
I'm a make it miss
She said go and tell your father
We gon make it kid
Then I told my baby mama
I'm a make it chick
Like
We gon make it nana
We gon make it nana
Writer: Jermaine Hymes, Philip Wronge, William Wronge
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid