What You Make It lyrics

[Intro: Jamie Foxx]
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?

[Chorus]
Life is what you make it
Talk some money
Ain't no face-to-face-ing
Hand-in-hand and I was trappin' grams
Out my Nana basement
Bad b*tches throwin' temper tantrums
Got 'em in the matrix
Suckin' di*k without no hands
b*tch was innovative
My old head pulled the Phantom out
Then he brought the Wraith in
Hit his ass with that RICO Act
He sat there in amazement
I flew out, landed Teterboro ?
? side with blunts 'a blazin'
f*ck opps, yo, give P the roll
You know how we playin'

[Verse 1]
f*ck opps
Make 'em duck shots
Duck duck goose
No raindrop, this a drop top, CL
Cookin' hard sh*t in apartments
Who the f*ck's you?
Life's great
You a cheapskate
And my bucks blue
Funny money had to hold my tummy
'Cause this sh*t amusin'
Real n*gga on and off the mic
Go ahead and turn up the music
I'on like no tinted windows, pus*y
You can see right through it
I won't let them hoes use me
Fake love I see right through it
[Chorus]
Life is what you make it
Talk some money
Ain't no face-to-face-ing
Hand-in-hand and I was trappin' grams
Out my Nana basement
Bad b*tches throwin' temper tantrums
Got 'em in the matrix
Suckin' di*k without no hands
b*tch was innovative
My old head pulled the Phantom out
Then he brought the Wraith in
Hit his ass with that RICO Act
He sat there in amazement
I flew out, landed Teterboro ?
? side with blunts 'a blazin'
f*ck opps, yo, give P the roll
You know how we playin'

[Verse 2]
I got a few screws loose with me
That's a new new
Don't front
Turn the block boy
Imma shooter (shoot)
? these
Got a porter steak
What you order babe?
Left the spot
Had to call the play
Talkin' nine piece
Warrant out in two counties
They tryna find me
Mad I missed my court dates (sh*t)
They should remind me (pss)
I ain't keepin' peace
n*gga, I ain't Gandhi
Send some shots to your face
Let your mind bleed
[Chorus]
Life is what you make it
Talk some money
Ain't no face-to-face-ing
Hand-in-hand and I was trappin' grams
Out my Nana basement
Bad b*tches throwin' temper tantrums
Got 'em in the matrix
Suckin' di*k without no hands
b*tch was innovative
My old head pulled the Phantom out
Then he brought the Wraith in
Hit his ass with that RICO Act
He sat there in amazement
I flew out, landed Teterboro ?
? side with blunts 'a blazin'
f*ck opps, yo, give P the roll
You know how we playin'