Dakota Jack - More To Make lyrics

[Intro] I thought I told y'all Don't count my motherf**ing money Keep your hands in your pockets Look... [Chorus] Homie I'm all about it You rap about it but you ain't And yeah I dream about being famous, but I wake up to get my cake That's real And f** boy you fake Counting bills But I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make Use to dream about this cake Now it's right here on my plate But I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make b**h [Verse 1] I'm well off My wrist got a gold finish I fell off? No f** boy, I been busy Getting cake and watching it double Them little goons get in trouble I'm watching out for them fed boys Can't see me cause I duck them It's hot as hell in this b**h I been playing games like Atari Please stop rapping like you bout it Heard you spit about a Ferrari When the last time that I checked You ain't even have no car, G I think I wrote my first check Since before I road my first car seat And them lames talking that sh** Pretty soon they gon say sorry If them people listening Tell them I ain't got none on me You're watching the big boy ball It's only matter of time before the big boy, blow It's impossible for me to fall Cause even if I do, I'ma still get dough [Chorus] Homie I'm all about it You rap about it but you ain't And yeah I dream about being famous, but I wake up to get my cake That's real And f** boy you fake Counting bills But I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make Use to dream about this cake Now it's right here on my plate But I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make b**h [Verse 2] Real sh** Don't say you real kid You ain't about it You don't even know what real is I don't stand back I'm honest She hand it back She coughing I told her that's that chronic I know you know I got it Just stop it.. I'm a dog without the leash Grey Goose by the box So I say we popping geese You a stunt, you a stunt That ain't your whip if its on lease I don't front, I don't front Bought one with cash when I was 16 If you looking for the war Then you f**ing with faith Got my homies cooking more And I ain't done with my plate 3.5 in the raw Take it straight to my face But I ain't tryna talk numbers I got way more to make [Chorus] Homie I'm all about it You rap about it but you ain't And yeah I dream about being famous, but I wake up to get my cake That's real And f** boy you fake Counting bills But I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make Use to dream about this cake Now it's right here on my plate But I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make b**h [Bridge] Uh, these rappers clowning Talking bout, whips and chains You ain't got a dollar to your f**ing name, G [Chorus] Homie I'm all about it You rap about it but you ain't And yeah I dream about being famous, but I wake up to get my cake That's real And f** boy you fake Counting bills But I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make Use to dream about this cake Now it's right here on my plate But I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make Yeah, I got a lot more to make b**h