Hope I Make It by Maui Mac Lyrics
I shed tears thank the Lord for these blessing
I needed progression
These are my confessions
[Hook]
I get on my knees I pray to the lord I hope
That i make it
I done lost my n***a to the streets and i can’t take it
We had no food we had no water we trapped out a vacant
They ask why i ain’t make it, i told em you gotta be patient
I shed tears thank the lord for these blessings
That’s why i spend all this money on VVS
I was stuck in the booth, i worked on my craft i needed progression
I ain’t talk to God in a minute, these my confessions
[Verse]
Seen my auntie whip the dope i was 11
Fucked up on ya hoe she part of my collection
Mama tired of my sinning she said you need to see a reverend
You was sleep i was stuck in booth i was booking my sessions
Im signed to the streets n****a fuck a deal
Im talking to God cause i know that the devil real
We was up on the block we was trapping we dipping have a meal
You know how that feel, when you loyalty and they show that they ain’t real
I still can not believe my fucking mans died
That was the first time that seen my man cry
You can tell that I’m real and i went through some pain through my damn eyes
I was stuck in the kitchen i was working i was flipping them damn pies
I walk in the bitch looking like a dope dealer
I was stuck in the trenches my hood is like thriller
Only fear God i ain’t scared of no n***a
You do dirt together can't tell on ya n***a
Fuck all these hoes they irrelevant n***a
I came from the deep end like Phelps my
N***a
I look like some money and im smell like it n***a
[Hook]
I get on my knees I pray to the lord I hope
That i make it
I done lost my n***a to the streets and i can’t take it
We had no food we had no water we trapped out a vacant
They ask why i ain’t make it, i told em you gotta be patient
I shed tears thank the lord for these blessings
That’s why i spend all this money on VVS
I was stuck in the booth, i worked on my craft i needed progression
I ain’t talk to God in a minute, these my confessions
I ain't talk to God in a minute, these my confessions
Momma tired of me sinning she said i need to see a reverend
I needed progression
These are my confessions
[Hook]
I get on my knees I pray to the lord I hope
That i make it
I done lost my n***a to the streets and i can’t take it
We had no food we had no water we trapped out a vacant
They ask why i ain’t make it, i told em you gotta be patient
I shed tears thank the lord for these blessings
That’s why i spend all this money on VVS
I was stuck in the booth, i worked on my craft i needed progression
I ain’t talk to God in a minute, these my confessions
[Verse]
Seen my auntie whip the dope i was 11
Fucked up on ya hoe she part of my collection
Mama tired of my sinning she said you need to see a reverend
You was sleep i was stuck in booth i was booking my sessions
Im signed to the streets n****a fuck a deal
Im talking to God cause i know that the devil real
We was up on the block we was trapping we dipping have a meal
You know how that feel, when you loyalty and they show that they ain’t real
I still can not believe my fucking mans died
That was the first time that seen my man cry
You can tell that I’m real and i went through some pain through my damn eyes
I was stuck in the kitchen i was working i was flipping them damn pies
I walk in the bitch looking like a dope dealer
I was stuck in the trenches my hood is like thriller
Only fear God i ain’t scared of no n***a
You do dirt together can't tell on ya n***a
Fuck all these hoes they irrelevant n***a
I came from the deep end like Phelps my
N***a
I look like some money and im smell like it n***a
[Hook]
I get on my knees I pray to the lord I hope
That i make it
I done lost my n***a to the streets and i can’t take it
We had no food we had no water we trapped out a vacant
They ask why i ain’t make it, i told em you gotta be patient
I shed tears thank the lord for these blessings
That’s why i spend all this money on VVS
I was stuck in the booth, i worked on my craft i needed progression
I ain’t talk to God in a minute, these my confessions
I ain't talk to God in a minute, these my confessions
Momma tired of me sinning she said i need to see a reverend