See Me Make It - King Von

They think jail finna break me

Keep hittin' new cases (Damn)

My lawyer said, «Tape»

Got my own homes tryna snake (Huh?)

Can’t look 'em in they face (What?)

'Cause they smile in my face, turn my back, got picked for a case

Now it’s me in the state (Damn), I swear I wouldn’t want Feds

If the Feds woulda ran in the place

Now I’m lookin' like, «Damn» (Damn)

In the cell once again, finna have to post bail once again

F a lil' nigga tell one time he’ll tell once again

Now I’m sittin' right, mail once again

On the block with the steel once again

I gotta get money, if you got it, kidnap your lil' bro like he Sunny

Buried my part' in that shit, had me sick to my stomach

Just the thought of that shit had me sick to my stomach

The opps send a diss like it’s funny (What?)

I pull up broad day with Glock like it’s nothin'

I see 'em, I chase 'em, I catch 'em, he runnin'

Them bullets, they hurt, he got hit and he funny

That’s everyday shit when you come from the jungle

I gotta get high, this shit takin' me under

KD and Westbrook how I play with the Thunder

Caught too many bodies, I’m tryna' be humble

They don’t wanna see me make it (Nah)

They don’t wanna see me make it (Nah)

They think jail finna break me

Keep hittin' new cases (Damn)

My lawyer said, «Tape»

Got my own homes tryna snake (Huh?)

Can’t look 'em in they face (What?)

'Cause they smile in my face, turn my back, got picked for a case

Now it’s me in the state (Damn), I swear I wouldn’t want Feds

If the Feds woulda ran in the place

Everybody like, «Von did this»

Or, «Von did that, playa, Von get whacked»

It’s a whole lotta shots in the whip

So everybody gettin' whacked, what the fuck you expect?

Niggas keep sendin' threats online

And my man is the picture, the face, won’t forget

I just iced out my mouth, VVS

I can go drop a bag and go get some baguettes

If you reach for my chain, it’s a box

On the block where it’s hot with the Glocks lil' bro

In the drop with the drop on the opps, tryna run us to the shots

Gettin' popped in the spot

Mislined on the drive with my .40

Late night in the stu', I’m recordin'

Gotta think twice 'cause I got a couple shorties

It was either me or him, nigga, who more important?

They don’t wanna see me make it (Nah)

They don’t wanna see me make it (Nah)

They think jail finna break me

Keep hittin' new cases (Damn)

My lawyer said, «Tape»

Got my own homes tryna snake (Huh?)

Can’t look 'em in they face (What?)

'Cause they smile in my face, turn my back, got picked for a case

Now it’s me in the state (Damn), I swear I wouldn’t want Feds

If the Feds woulda ran in the place