The Professionals
Make Due
[Chorus: Oh No]
Cheers to my people tryna make due
Put that last dollar on that dream tryna break through
Let's get it
Yeah, cheers to my people tryna make due
Put that last dollar on that dream tryna break through
Let’s go

[Verse 1: Oh No]
Uh, I put that last buck on lotto win, I didn't hit a lick
I guess that luck ain't in my cards, I’m no good at making picks
What I'm good at is just chillin' and talkin' a bunch of shit
I could pull a idea like the magicians do in a trick
Take that same idea then trick it down like a pimp
Make that bitch get that money like that bitch finna strip
She gon' strip 'em of their wallets, or their jewels or their chips
This is Robin Hood theory schemes of robbin' the rich
All starts with a pitch, Don Draper on the paper
If you gotta hit, it'll be some quick type of caper
Now let’s get it into motion, take it to the races
Get the people open, figure out the locations
I got crooks on the Northside, dealers on the southside
Killers on the eastside, gangstas on the westside
We all now that life is a bitch in the best dial
So we gon’ put it right up in the air and get the best high
[Chorus: Oh No]
Cheers to my people tryna make due
Put that last dollar on that dream tryna break through
Let's get it
Yeah, cheers to my people tryna make due
Put that last dollar on that dream tryna break through
Let’s go

[Verse 2: Oh No]
Uh, I put that last buck on scratches tryna get a little luck
But that last scratch of [?] wasn't shit comin' up
But that didn't stop the grind, that’s just a little gamble
And today is not the day to be flyin' off the handle
Back to the green power
Back to the lab, snapped, and back to the seedflowers
Now onto rap, smack right, dab in the baby powder
Do keep it all fresh, and there's efficacy in the hour
It's all baby steps
Thots crawl, then they walk, then they run until it's driven
And the thots driven and flyin' in ones, sky in the ribbon
Now listening to Stevie Wonder with my eyes closed
Tryna envision the art that was painted like Van Gogh trippin'
I see a land collision, and make a planned precision
The upperclass of business to understand the witness
The upperhand division, a slice of the dream
Now I'ma raise a glass as a toast to the team
Let's get it
[Chorus: Oh No]
Cheers to my people tryna make due
Put that last dollar on that dream tryna break through
Let's get it
Yeah, cheers to my people tryna make due
Put that last dollar on that dream tryna break through
Let's go
Cheers to my people tryna make due
Put that last dollar on that dream tryna break through
Let's get it
Yeah, cheers to my people tryna make due
Put that last dollar on that dream tryna break through
Let's go

[Outro]