Make My (Feat. Big K.R.I.T. & Dice Raw)

[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T]
 I did it all for the money, Lord
 That's what it seems..
Well, in the world of night terrors it's
 Hard to dream, they hollerin' cash rules everything
 Just call it cream, cause when it rises to the top
 You get the finer things
Oceanfronts, rolling blunts with model chicks
 And saying grace over lobster and steak
 Like please forgive us for riding Benzes with camera plates
 Too busy looking backwards for jackers to pump my brakes
 For help signs to symbolize the lives that hunger takes
Addicted to the green, if I don't ball I'll get the shakes
I'd give it all for peace of mind, for Heaven's sake
My heart's so heavy that the ropes that hold my casket breaks
 Cause everything that wasn't for me I had to chase

 [Hook]
They told me that the ends
 Won't justify the means
 They told me at the end
 Don't justify the dreams
 That I've had since a child
Maybe I'll throw in the towel
 Make my (make my)
Make my (make my)
 Departure from the world

 [Verse 2: Black Thought]
 Tryin' to control the fits of panic
Unwritten and unraveled, it's the dead man's pedantic
 Whatever, see it's really just a matter of semantics
When everybody's fresh out of collateral to damage
My splaying got me praying like a mantis
I begin to vanish
 Feel the pull of the blank canvas
 I'm contemplating that special dedication
 To whoever it concern, my letter of resignation
Fading back to black, my dark coronation
 The heat of the day, the long robe of muerte
That soul is in the atmosphere like airplay
If there's a Heaven I can't find a stairway

 [Hook]