[Lyric] Make Us Rich (Kilam)

(It’s kilaM)
(Look)


We use to do it for fun
Now it pay the rent
Niggas be backward hustlin’
It ain’t making sense
Whole clique gotta change up
But we ain’t changing shit
Dom brought us packs now we got bricks & woods like Kasey Lynch
Come make us rich



Now it smell a eight of crist
When I take a piss
Yeah we taking trips
VIP we taking pics
You niggas ain’t make the list
Moms think I’m selling drugs
Nah ma, we selling fits
All these blues like we selling work
But we selling merch
In Leimert
Trynna stunt on us
And get your feelings hurt
You know we like showing out
But we gonna handle business first
I done had problems when I was broke
Now it’s getting worse
She see a nigga getting to it
She just trynna fit in first
This bitch all in my pockets
Fucked around forget her purse
These dead white presidents I’ve been counting
Got a nigga cursed
I can’t even freestyle
It cost for me to spit a verse
This only for the family
I be feeling like I’m Lil Durk
I can teach you how to stack paper
We ain’t trippin on the total
We gonna write it off on taxes later
I got me some packs to weigh up
Box it up and wrap it later
Ship it out and change the game up
No more hustlin’ on the corner
We done found another way up
Doc kilaM & Nift
Them niggas another play up

I be taking all these shots nigga
I can never lay up
Low key I don’t say much
You don’t hear us til they bang us
You ain’t heard about neighbors nigga
Ask your fuckin neighbors
Them niggas do it all man I heard they ain’t just skatin
Really out getting to it
Man I heard they ain’t just waitin
Come through hit the shop up
We gonna flip it and restock up
On the block like Serge Ibaka
Ain’t poppin til we pop up


We use to do it for fun
Now it pay the rent
Niggas be backward hustlin’
It ain’t making sense
Whole clique gotta change up
But we ain’t changing shit
Dom brought us packs now we got bricks & woods like Kasey Lynch
Come make us rich



I use to love lil mama
Now I hate the bitch
Her new nigga a Twitter gangsta now I can’t relate with kid
Seeing show off your lil chain
Shit is fake as shit
Having lunch at Jon & Vinny’s man
And I ain’t pay for shit
We just use to be consumers
But Now we make the shit
Man This life’s no biggie
Gotta have faith in shit
Or do like Travis Scott
Get a check & make it flip
They ask me how I do it
I just told them I was made for this
(I was made for this)

(And I get paid for this)