We gon' make it through, we gon' make it through, look
We gon' make it through, we gon' make it through, look
Light it up, *** a pen and then I write it up
Got this dark skin ting, but she needs to lighten up and come around
She always giving me the run around
Shug it off so I invite another one around
Next to my dad's on the phone line, I know what your mother found
I was in my room when the sun was down, running undercover loud
I've been inspired by some other sounds
Due to make me and my brothers proud
Keep telling them they should stop smoking, me as well
Mom ran up in my room, she should see, could see the smell
If I run up on your trap, plan closures at TFL
I don't show until I be in Togo to a show and tell my stories
But my bros are my territories, lows are my glories
But we gon' make it through
The flow's tailor made
Plenty fish in the sea and they gon' take the bait
I'm here to pave the way, raise the stakes
Play the eggs, flip the board and change the game
Still I've been trying to get this paper made