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Mark Battles - Mama Imma Make It Lyrics

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  • (Verse)
  • Still little Mark from down the street
  • From the city where they would kill for a pound of weed
  • Tryin to make my mama proud of me
  • Prince of the city, bufferin Jimmy cus he still the king
  • Haters takin shots and I don't feel a ding
  • Squad behind me, Pat Riley, I can build a team
  • Say you love me, what that really mean?
  • You ain't my lover, Miss Billie Jean, I deal with fiends
  • In a different way, I'm tryna get away
  • What can I say? I'll be gone til the end of May
  • Welcome to the bright lights
  • In a world where you get lost in the night life
  • Groupie chicks try and claim they the wife type
  • And then yo friends will screw you over for the right price
  • Go to bed, night night
  • It gets serious when you runnin out of options
  • Call himself a rapper but you just call him jobless
  • Sellin my CDs out the trunk to make a profit
  • No matter if you knock it, I was happy bout the progress
  • Had to go another route
  • It's Fly America, I'm comin out
  • (Hook)
  • I told mama I'mma make it
  • Got drive, dedication
  • So my dream I'm chasin
  • Just tryin to dodge safe and
  • That my dream, God know I'm impatient
  • I told my mama I'mma make it
  • I'mma make it
  • We gon make it, what's a chance if you don't take it
  • I told my mama I'mma make it
  • Mama I'mma make it
  • Yea we gon make it, what's a chance if you don't take it
  • (Verse)
  • I made my lil mama a promise that I got us
  • Now it's Benihanas, reminiscin on them projects
  • All black diamonds in my all gold mocasins
  • You know you profit with commas in your deposit slips
  • I see my mama whip a ostrich, only kitchen appliance
  • Yall niggas keepin yo bias and nigga you's bein honest
  • Tryin to make a dollar out of 15 cent
  • We she'd them tears when the Redman made that rip
  • But now it's Miami Heat games, season six
  • To you it's a lick for dudes with chips it's all love
  • I spit the dip with my buckle to show the hustle
  • New crib look like the devil, yall in trouble
  • (Hook)
  • I told mama I'mma make it
  • Got drive, dedication
  • So my dream I'm chasin
  • Just tryin to dodge safe and
  • That my dream, God know I'm impatient
  • I told my mama I'mma make it
  • I'mma make it
  • We gon make it, what's a chance if you don't take it
  • I told my mama I'mma make it
  • Mama I'mma make it
  • Yea we gon make it, what's a chance if you don't take it
  • Mama look

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