Webby - Make It Lyrics

I can't love these bitches
I can't love these hoes
I don't switch on my friends
I don't switch on bros
I'm just tryna get it
Stay on ten toes
They locked my homie up but I swear I never told

I'm just tryna make it but they ain't relating
Smoking all this loud till my eyes turn Asian
Bitches wanna date me I told that hoe she crazy
Heard they sending shots but that shit don't really phase me

You want smoke but I want war
Wearing things you can't afford
Talking shit put you on the floor
Bitch I'm winning check the scoreboard
They put a price on my head
Cause I know they want me dead
I do this for the fam
That's why I get this bread
All these hoes coming over
And getting in my bed

I'm just tryna make it but they ain't relating
Smoking all this loud till my eyes turn Asian
Bitches wanna date me I told that hoe she crazy
Heard they sending shots but that shit don't really phase me

She asked do you do this often
I do it on the daily
They say that my drip to hard
Like lil baby
Most these dudes clowns
Like Barnum and Bailey
Told my mom that the money wouldn't change me
So imma flex so they all hate me
And the glock stay hot no safety
I shoot and Dont miss like KD
I'm the player baby u can't play me

I get hoes but I want more
Sipping dusse on the shore
She's not who she was before
Money changing people that's for sure