Make It Happen

I wanna dedicate this one to the ones who live in the fires of life
Who walkin through the fires of life
They must've forgot who the winners is
Young David
Everybody need somebody
Sometimes you just gotta get up
Everybody need help
To the ones who helped you make it happen

Hit the game with a wish to play on the winning team
Whoever knew the game was made to crush a nigga dream?
Brothers with nothin straight off the block with a triple beam
He either with the mob or not there is no in between
Sixteen, well known in the trap
I ain't know shit about the business, I just wanted to rap
Before I signed with triple six, the beats made me a fan
I made them hate me but I'm thankful that they gave me a chance

Now I make music and trap less
Taking G5's to different arenas for assets
Touring places I can't even trace on the map quest
Giving love to the sisters and brothers who have less

Yes, looking over the past, shit I feel stupid
Cause even with a brilliant mind I was still foolish
From hitting bitches and clicking triggers to dissing niggas
God favored me, I'm alive, I ain't tripping nigga

Ya heard me
(This is my thing)
What up MC Mack
What up T love
What up K rock
(You all niggas helped me)
Man without y'all help I wouldn't be here man
(Know what I'm talkin bout)
Sometimes you gotta lose it all man

And build back from the ground up
So you can appreciate where you come from
And what you have

Thank God for watching in this world of silence
And plus a momma like Chris Wallace who kicked knowledge

No big pockets but it's logic from strength above

My momma gave me the world cause she was rich in love
So off a pack and a rap salary
I'm trying to give my son and my daughter the whole galaxy
I grind to the maximum, live life dastardly
If you intervene with that it's murder on your faculty
Actually, all I feel is misery and anguish
I'm young, black, and liberated so they think I'm dangerous

Family is all I got, for them a nigga ride
And before I let them starve I will eat, shit, and die
When I see a man rise for the good, gotta love it
The possessions of another man I could never covet
I ain't recession proof, I just learned how to budget
Recoup and double the profit, making something out of nothing

Ya heard me
(Wise man once told me man)
(Before you become the king)
(You gotta see the beauty in being the prince)
(Know what I'm talkin bout)
(A lot of niggas never appreciate their blessings)
(Looking at another nigga's portion)
(Wanting what the next man got)
(I just wanna say thank God for my portion)
(Ya heard me)

I wanna take a moment of silence
For the people who helped make it happen man
Who are no longer with us, ya know what I'm talkin bout
What up C Mack
God rest your soul
What up Lay Low
God rest your soul
Ms. Betsy Ware
So on and so forth

Help me, I'm shell shocked
Dealing with drama lately
The past is catching up with me, everybody hate me
But life is my gift, this is what God gave me
Even with the world against a nigga, plus you wanna hate me
Tell my persecutors bring it, I don't fear it
They can destroy the flesh but never kill my spirit
I was born black and hated, that's a south Atlanta native
I can lie and say I'm great but really grace is how I made it
For real

I just wanna take the time out and thank God for where I'm at man
(Thank you for your help God)
A lot of people ask me
"T Rock how can you be so content with where you at man?"
"You supposed to be platinum"
"You supposed to be winning Grammys and Academy Awards and things"
You know what I tell em
But I could be dead in hell somewhere
Or in jail somewhere
But I'm making it happen, know what I'm talkin bout?