We Gon' Make It

Baby this is your last dance; you know how you do it

There's no nigga like you and there'll never be another nigga like you

Put your foot on these motherfuckers necks

Do it to 'em daddy, do it to 'em

As my, Daytons spin lowrider sittin low

Hittin corners so hard you can taste my rims

Hard top six-four, I'm Diddy no tint

I can't hide in New York City

I'm 'bout it in the South, sleep good in the West

Know a chick from Watts with Bad Boy tatted on her breast

I done been there and did it (I done been there and did it)

Ten years without gettin sweat inside my Yankee fitted

1990-Raw I showed you ice

You ain't know who Jacob was so I showed you twice

When it was (All About the Benjamins) I had two bezels on my arm

Like a Don's supposed to, Sean

Ride with a chaffeur in Gucci loafers

And switch to All Stars without losin focus

These rap niggaz hopeless (hopeless) you can change the locks

but I'ma shine for niggaz that ain't know Big

Do, seem, like, my, fu-ture's, here, nowwwww

It feels good to see the sun in the mornin

I'm tired of feelin that the people are talkin

I heard a rumor that things ain't changin

But Lord knows that we gon' make it

Oooooooooooooooooooh

The world famous

As we proceed

To give you what you need

It's been so long

It's been so real

So magnificent, thank you

Tell me who shot Big (who shot Big)

And take the bullets out of 2Pac's ribs (take 'em out)

If I could I would reverse the car, reverse the beef

Put it all in a pot and boil it on a D. Dot beat (hit me baby)

Sometimes I get drunk, for stress relief

Other times I put "Life After Death" on and peep

We ride (we ride) what's a four door Bentley Coupe

without my nigga on the passenger side?

And still I try (I try) to get money stay fly

Finish the race, holdin my crown high (take that)

I fly next to God, my eyes on the prize

Been away a long time but now I'm reenergized

(AS WE PROCEED) The life and times of a mastermind (c'mon)

Dedicate every breath to claim my designs (it's mine)

And the day I die, let a G4 fly

and dump my ashes over N.Y.

Y'all know my name, y'all know my motherfuckin name

I told you I was gon' be great ma

I TOLD YOU I WAS GON' BE SOMEBODY!

Ohhh!! Feel so good

Feel so free

Put your fists in the air, AOWWWW!!

I'm the King of all Kings, I abide by no rules

and do what I do by any means (c'mon)

Call him necessary, the great visionary

Born extrordinary, a life legendary

Who else put flows out, that put clothes out

Flee the cold weather, short sleeves with my toes out

Nine-six Big showed me what to do

But deep in my heart, this is "No Way Out II" (let's rock)

I spend absurd money, private bird money

That Bill Gates, Donald Trump, Bloomberg money (you know what it is)

Old habits die hard, the Vanguard award winner

New York torch gripper, O.G. of the floss nigga

I'm seein visions like I did a bag of angel dust

This is life when you black rich and dangerous

I'm with God, I'ma live on forever

Bad Boy for life bitch, nobody does it better (nobody)

Y'all know my name, y'all know my motherfuckin name

I'm in the best shape of my life!

Y'all know my name, y'all know my motherfuckin name

YEAH! YOU CREATED THIS MONSTER!

IT'S SO INSPIRATIONAL, IT'S SO REAL

BAD BOY BITCH!

So there y'all have it

Words from a wise, great King

We love it when you speak the truth daddy

Don't ever stop, please

Don't ever stop