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liveraw gbt - make it back lyrics

[hook: l_o]

first you gotta grind, put in overtime
when you next in line, be prepared to shine
open up yo eyes, dangerous to blind
don’t go through declines, let yo paper climb
first you gotta make the bread, put it up
spend it all to make it back
make the bread, put it up, spend it all to make it back
make the bread, put it up, spend it all to make it back
make the bread, put it up, spend it all to make it back

[verse 1: detroit l_o]

consumptions of a n_gga mind is always grind related
ill_strated, to the point where my lyrics will get ta painting
i made it through them winters in adidas sh_ll toes
me and a few n_ggas stuck together like some velcro
just find it in your heart to glorify the realest sh_t
i know it’ll make you sick but take some time out for illest sh_t
this that brail flow, before they hit the room, they feeling this
investing in my dreams, give me s_x, that’s the realest chick
countless nights right by them fireplaces with the frozen feet
it wasn’t for no cozy sh_t, my n_gga we ain’t have no heat
homeless, jumping crib to crib, that ain’t how i was tryna live
a n_gga i disliked was still staying up in my mamas crib
i was being stubborn bro, i wasn’t going back to that
they hop under my whip to get my wheel (will) i call em jumping jacks
now i did more reading, gained more knowledge, let that wisdom stack
so if i spend that paper, best believe i’m gonna get it back

[hook: l_o]

[verse 2: ishaan the rit god]

i think about my daughter, gotta make it back
these boys be out here playing foul, they on that hack_a_shaq
good cookie in the woody the cowboy
you can’t even ball with your team, you the towel boy
if it’s bout bread then hit my phone up
cellphone like the world trade, it done blown up
sh_t like mike vick, remember the touchdowns
need to freeze my wrist and remember to buss down
i don’t see the losses, i can only see the trophies
i’m gon win a ring right after your b_tch blow me
i pray for tomorrow, let the hustle be complete
you can win a super bowl if you keep yo plays elite
had to cook me up a miracle, freaky b_tch named lyric
and she’ll buss it open for you if you lyrical
listen to yo heart and have some heart and have a heart
finish line was mine because i took off from the start

- liveraw gbt lyrics

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