MAKE EM UNDERSTAND Lyrics

Bro got a Glock I got a Glock too we shootin' shit

Extended mag on top the bottom with a coolin' kit

I tried to calm down for a minute before I through that fit

A nine leg parley hope they kill em' all I hope they hit

Talkin' to God but my decisions that I made just as a juvenile

I can't believe we made it they tryna take us down

Got a few sevens in the back ain't talkin' Jaylen Brown

I used to get high off of life but bro I'm faded now

They used to act like they all fuck with me they hating now

Can't wait till I can tell my granny look what we made it now

Bro lost his life was way too young bruh swear these streets is wild

Since Brodie passed away been hard I'm tryna fake a smile

I'm takin' risks inside the trap playin' Russian roulette

Ain't never bang a gang but nigga I still fuck with the set

Was talking rec up on the gram that's how his ass got stretched

I'm Draymond Green I love the hustle fell in love with tecs

Drunk and confused and I got scars lil bruh I been abused

My life's in shambles life's a gamble ain't no take-twos

Robbin' the bank ain't takin' twenties I only take the blues

I'm in between lovin' myself or them its gettin' hard to choose

I'm stickin' by my pole I'm Clyde I say the Glock is Bonnie

Can't wait to bring the whole gang out and get the grills by Johnny

I ain't know him well but it's still love long live bro Uncle Tommy

I wonder why they feel that doin' drugs my only hobby

Maybe it is maybe it ain't bro only time will tell

Bro tell me how I'm on this earth my life a livin' hell

And bro Mort Beazy he told me what it's like to live in cells

My bro he trapping cause he feel that way of livin' sells

Im gone make em understand my pain bro I'm not Wayne

No I'm not Drake more like I'm runnin' train

I'm blowin' smoke right through my lungs and I been fryin' my brain

Ain't have no coat or no umbrella I was standin' in the rain

For years on years my doctor told me I'm not livin' healthy

Bro I keep pushin' give my all until my heart is empty

I hold the Glock a little different shootin' with lefty

This ain't no HBG Henny bro this the real Henry

They used to act like they all fuck with me they hatin' now

Can't wait till I can tell my granny look we made it now

Bro lost his life was way too young bruh swear these streets is wild

Since bro he passed away been hard I'm tryna fake a smile

I'm gon' make him understand