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You was to make it
You was supposed to it
You was to make it

Tell me why it is now that we live for the moment
going deeper to the dark
Point of no return, following the evil, running from the
in the heart
Poison ? a nigga use to play and trade toys with a
Now you gotta go to war with a
Just because you got more than a
Motherfucker you, they rather die then see you live fly
Crabs in a barrel, in America
Man, we lucky that we make it out
See so much potential, lost reputation, you would think eventually we will get it
say you got it, they don't even want it
It just hurt so much for to see you with it
What I 'bout Satan, he patiently wait
To rob and steal and kill off greatness in the
What we put together never let 'em it
shawty you were 'pose to make it

You was supposed to it
You was supposed to it
You was supposed to it
You was to make it
up, lighters up
Lighters up, up
up, lighters up
Lighters up, up
You was supposed to it
You was supposed to it
Lighters up, up
Get lighters up, lighters up

You know when I met you, in the car
Buck head in the mall, you was special
He was just a nigga,
Still he got excited,
It was to overwhelm a fat nigga with a eye patch, swingin' hard
role tide Alabama
You can tell he was kickin' too much flavour on a country made 'em wanna kill him
Still to see him shawty, he be chillin'
Nigga wish him dead, he ain't feel it
At video, I could feel the ?
We was at the club, nigga get it in, they was stuck outside
Start to at you, and as you should you looked like "fuck I 'posed to do?"
Asked you 'bout it then, "ay brah you cool?"
You "I ain't worry 'bout the lil dude"
Get they hurt, got a attitude,
come around in a year or two
Made you Gang, let you in the family
"I get you rich" you said "you want a Grammy"
Showed you how to mix the
Candy, doin' 160 with me, he panic
Called me yesterday, I say "lil bro happening?
with Pharell, chillin' in Miami"
All you said was "run it, the flight I'm coming
'Fore I though, I gotta handle something"
I said "ok" I hung up the phone
hours later, damn my nigga gone

You was suppose to it
You was to make it
You was to make it
You was suppose to it

Devil's business, my gone
Supposed to be a legend
Hating nigga you home
But when we see guy, we gon' treat him like the sky
On the 4th of
And him up

Lighters up, up
Lighters up, up
up, lighters up
Lighters up, up
You was supposed to it
You was supposed to it
Lighters up, up
Get your lighters up, up