What's it gonna take to make it?
What's it really gonna take?
How many curses do I still have left to break?
Seems like I spend all my of time saving face
And saying grace
Just to stay in place
And it's starting to take its toll on me
Starting to take control of me
Trying hard not to turn cold hearted
11 years old I started this journey
Can't believe I'm almost 33
Still asking
What's it gonna take to make it?
What's it really gonna take?
I just wanna take care of my seeds
And plant more trees on earth
Seems like the devil be working overtime to steal my worth
People talk down on me
Not knowing
I grew up through the dirt
Watched my mama live with a broken heart
That's a different hurt
Told myself there's no way I'd ever turn out just like my father
Two children out of wedlock later, it's like I made it harder
Now I barter with politics for a dollar just to keep the ship afloat
Knowing these m--—-n jockers wouldn't care if I slit my throat
Yet even then they couldn't steal my flow
It's in my DNA
They say it's God made
Though these days
Don't know if he still talks to me
Still I pray, and pave my way
So as long as I'm alive n—a
Willing to do or die for this life n—a
If that's what it takes to make it
Cause I'm not one for fakin'
Tired of waitin', oh yeah
So tell me what it's gonna take to make it?
What's it really gonna take?
What's it really gonna take to make it?
So tell me what it's gonna take to make it?