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[Intro] What [Chorus] We gon' make it, knock on wood We gon' make it, knock on wood Used to wish that I could ball, yeah, I used to wish I could Fifty thousand on my wrist, Red Octobers on my feet Yeah, I'm only 29, but I still ain't hit my peak 'Cause I (What), uh, I'm out of sight Quarter million for a '67, yeah, I think I might, uh (What) I think I did, God damn, think I did Smoke a blunt with my shorty at the crib Then I dig up in the rib (What) [Verse] We gon' make it, knock on wood We gon' make it, knock on wood (What) Used to wish that I could ball Yeah, I used to wish I could Now with millions in the bank My only question is I should (What) Scared money don't make none, yeah, I"m good Fifty fifty on my wrist, Red Octobers on my feet Yeah, I'm only 29, but I still ain't hit my peak Put a bullet through your sheet, put your body in the earth Like a cleat, like a (What, what), like a cleat Bobby gon' body the beat, then you know he gon' repeat 'Cause I'm what? Out of sight 'Cause I'm (What), I'm out of sight Quarter million for a '67, yeah, I think I might, uh I think I did, hold up now, I think I did Smoke a blunt with my shorty at the crib Then I dig up in the rib Fifty million in the bank, hundred million on my mind If I die tomorrow, at least I done had one hell of a time Switch the flow up when I rhyme Switch the flow up when I rhyme People throwin' shade 'cause I shine Fifty thousand in the pot, I just threw in twenty blind Shooting craps in the alley, I bet all the food stamps Now my house in the valley make me wanna do the dance, like [Chorus] We gon' make it, knock on wood We gon' make it, knock on wood Used to wish that I could ball, yeah, I used to wish I could Fifty thousand on my wrist, Red Octobers on my feet Yeah, I'm only 29, but I still ain't hit my peak 'Cause I (What), uh, I'm out of sight Quarter million for a '67, yeah, I think I might, uh (What) I think I did, God damn, I think I did Smoke a blunt with my shorty at the crib Then I dig up in the rib (What) We gon' make it, knock on wood We gon' make it, knock on wood (What) People always told me I would never make it out my hood Yeah, I made it, knock on wood Now I made it, knock on wood All the money we makin' keep circulatin' like it should [Outro] What, what What, what
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