Who Really Make It

Lyrics

[Intro] Man, shoutout Phil for this one Yeah All I can say is all I can take, all I can take (All I can take) Ah Let's go (Yeah, huh) (PhilGotAnother1) This it right here This one tell a legendary story (Legendary, you know what I'm sayin'? Like) (It's a legend, like) Oh (It's different, you know?) This just ain't—, this ain't no, this ain't no regular session And I ain't no regular artist Oh, oh (You feel me?) Yeah, oh, oh (Let's go, woah) Yeah, this a [Verse] This a legendary session They say it's how I walk inside the building, then I exit (I exit) They see I'm countin' check, I got baguettes all in my necklace (Ice) And I've been tryna stress it to invest inside the message If it ain't authentic, you gon' fall off (Then what?) You gon' be who they forget 'bout when you log off (Okay) It was a has-been, countin' up them backends So rich, I woke up laughin' Stuffed inside the mattress, credit card I'm maxin' Stayin' on my taxes, but I know it happens I'm pullin' up to practice (What?), AMG a matte Benz (Skrrt) Buildin' better habits (Okay) You gotta understand my dedication (My what?) If I don't make it, then who really made it? If I don't take it, they gon' leave you vacant, so I gotta go do it I got some stuffed in my insides that come out of my music I gotta go prove it, tryna get it, they gotta go move it I'ma put it in this track, though They say my life a movie, I don't even know how to act, though I'm just tryna show 'em they'll cross you in the back, though Your friends ain't your friends, your mans ain't your mans And them bands ain't your bands, took a plane out to France I'm out here playin' in the sand Play my cards right and now they playin' in my hand I love my fans, no cap, opp behind me in these straps Walk with caution when you dep, took my cousin out the trap Put Savannah on the map, yeah (No cap) But in a positive way Tryna take it to Obama, them plays I'm on time, I ain't tryna be late I've been dodgin' them strays I got moderate aim and designer my frame And I don't really gotta talk with too much modesty, ayy (Why?) But I keep it humble, though (Okay), I ain't gotta pop it too much (Why?) 'Cause I'm the one and I'm the topic too much And they complainin' 'bout (What?), man, I'm droppin' too much And I ain't droppin' enough, huh They say, "Flau, you really droppin' too much" (Oh) I feel I ain't poppin' enough (Ah, you had me) You know what I'm sayin'? (You know what I'm sayin'?) But real is there And real is rare, and real ain't fair, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, oh Yeah-yeah, oh All I can say is all I can pray, all I can take All I can say is all I can take, all I can pray [Outro] Real is rare, real is there