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You was supposed to it
You was supposed to it
You was supposed to it

Tell me why it is now that we only for the moment
Erybody going deeper to the
Point of no return, following the evil, running the Lord
in the heart
Poison ? a nigga use to play and trade toys with a
Now you go to war with a nigga
Just because you got more than a
Motherfucker Kamikaze you, they rather die then see you fly
Crabs in a barrel, in ghetto
Man, we just lucky that we it out
See so much potential, some reputation, you would think eventually we will get it
They say you got it, don't even want it
It just hurt so much for them to see you it
What I know 'bout Satan, he wait
To rob and steal and kill off in the making
What we put together never let 'em it
Goddamn you were 'pose to make it

You was to make it
You was supposed to it
You was to make it
You was to make it
Lighters up, up
Lighters up, up
up, lighters up
Lighters up, up
You was supposed to it
You was supposed to it
Lighters up, up
Get lighters up, lighters up

You know I met you, sitting in the car
Buck head in the mall, you was special
He was just a nigga,
he never got excited,
It was hard to overwhelm a fat nigga a eye patch, swingin' hard
Reppin' role Alabama
You can tell he was kickin' too much flavour on a nigga made 'em wanna kill him
Still to see him shawty, he be chillin'
Nigga wish him dead, he ain't even it
At your video, I feel the ?
We was at the club, nigga get it in, they was stuck outside
to look at you, and as you should you looked like "fuck I 'posed to do?"
Asked you it then, said "ay brah you cool?"
You said "I ain't worry the lil dude"
Get they hurt, got a attitude,
They'll around in a year or two
Made you Gang, let you in the family
Said "I get you rich" you "you want a Grammy"
Showed you how to mix the
Candy, doin' 160 with me, he panic
Called me yesterday, I say "lil bro what's
Working with Pharell, in Miami"
All you said was "run it, book the flight I'm
'Fore I though, I gotta handle something"
I said "ok" I hung up the phone
Couple later, damn my nigga gone

You was to make it
You was suppose to it
You was to make it
You was to make it

business, my brother gone
Supposed to be a legend
Hating nigga sent you
But when we see that guy, we treat him like the sky
On the 4th of
And him up

Lighters up, up
up, lighters up
Lighters up, up
up, lighters up
You was to make it
You was supposed to it
Lighters up, up
Get lighters up, lighters up