Wiz Khalifa — History in the Making

[Intro] Yeah It's another one of those... Y'all niggas know 412, Wiz Khalifa [Verse 1] Yeah I'm so incredible. wait With no metal to waste I flow great, and that'll level ya face And I'll still let a nigga have it You talk greasy but you still a faggot I front on cowards cause you niggas backwards I got my money right, game on top And it's been said that I'm the key to put this game on lock I'm from the city of the triflin' hoods But when you see me, got a smile on my face Nothin' sweet, it's just that life is good Yea, I dodged the hood, slums came up out that Rap game about that, to gain pay without crack See I'm a youngin' with too much on my plate To let some small change half a youngin' dumped in a cage I seen niggas make sales Niggas get knocked and make bail And take lives, their worries ain't jail With no regards for life cause their livin' ain't well Who gotta make it to heaven cause they livin' in hell But me, I don't do much just keep to myself And stop these cock-suckin' mothafuckas seekin' my wealth I was told the world's cold but I see for myself And I'm too hot to take the backseat or the shelf So I'm here, for some reason though, they hate it to death The love's gone, only hatred is left Only achin' and stress A king not to be mistaken for less And this here is for the taking, this is history in the making, yeah! [Interlude: Wiz Khalifa] Yeah It's ya boy Wiz, man Prince of the City of Steel, you already know, man It's history in the making what we doing right here Fuckers can hate it if you want to, just sit back and laugh, smoke and get money on y'all niggas, you already know Ain't nan' nigga gon' stop my grind Work too hard to get here, you feel me Let's do it! [Verse 2] Where I'm from, it's kinda hard to trust Cause the hate's from most of your own people They're fake and they're all see-through Hate to see a nigga when he's stackin' his bucks Rather him be down in the dumps, and out on his luck But I'll be damned if my grind stop My mind tickin' like a time watch And I'm gonna be spittin' 'till the time's not Presently there, I touch minds everywhere And I'll ride hoping heaven is near See the pain in your eyes, young with every stare I seek peace, but these streets will never be fair Cause somebody done took Greg's life Son reached, deceased No time to blink or think twice, damn Wonder when it's gonna be my time to meet death I'm stressed, need to ease my mind And unless one of y'all try to see what's mine Then I'll eat through your flesh, bones, and leave that spine You see I did the right thing I stayed up out the gun and knife game I knew about the pain it might bring And we all got problems I chose to smoke blunts just to drown 'em The top, but I rose from the bottom And I'm here now, ain't no body harming young My screw's loose, they say something's wrong with young Your time's up, I'm just warning young Cause this here's for the taking, this is history in the making, yeah! [Outro] Yeah, y'all muhfuckas better play close attention to what's going on, man, that's what it is Rostrum Records What up Benjy! Yeah Thanks for that doe, nigga, I needed that What up Chad! ID Management, ID Labs, E. Dan, Hub, BLAH! What up Pittsburgh! 412