Make a Scene - Emilio Rojas

Make a scene, make a scene

I pull up and make a scene

And I murdered out the Beamer

Just so they can hate on me

I got strippers rakin' dollars

Off the floor like rakin' leaves

Bitch, I’m good at makin' money

I ain’t good at makin' peace

I wake up and I activate

Fuck clout chasin', have the fame

Only focus on the money homie

I don’t give a damn about the accolades

Ride around, I’m in a matted Range

I’m with a bad thing that wanna navigate

You wanna troll on me, rattle cags

Swing for the fences, batting cag

Young king never change up

Blacked out from the tats to the Range truck

Now they see me with a little bit of paper

And I gotta treat day ones like strangers

Yeah, we been livin' with the danger

So, so we bank in the Caymans

Yeah, I don’t gotta say what I’m makin'

My statements will make statements

All the homies have been into estate biz

For they ghetto occupation

They were peddlin' illegal medication

And they got a lawyer that were jugglin' they cases

I remember we were strugglin' to make it

Now we came up, we got our names up

Fuck chasin' dreams, dreams chase us, never changed up

Make a scene, make a scene

I pull up and make a scene

And I murdered out the Beamer

Just so they can hate on me

I got strippers rakin' dollars

Off the floor like rakin' leaves

Bitch, I’m good at makin' money

I ain’t good at makin' peace

Make a scene, make a scene

I pull up and make a scene

I should bill you for my time

You can’t fuck with me for free

I got strippers rakin' dollars

Off the floor like rakin' leaves

Bitch, I’m good at makin' money

I ain’t good at makin' peace

I get it, no hesitation, okay, okay

In tower, no reservation, I’m like okay, okay

You look at the bread we makin', you like okay, okay

Can’t fuck up my reputation, okay, okay

Yeah, Uptown where the kings all Latin

Kid blasted, ink all blackened

Y’all ball on y’all income taxes

I be gettin' money and my income passive

I don’t be swallowin' pride, no

I’m gettin' dollars and dimes, yeah

I’m only worshippin' money

That’s why I be grindin', I’m followin' God

Check shit off my check list

Lately, my life is reckless

My girl’ll kill for the kid

So she watchin' you, Netflix

Broke cats, I don’t mess with

‘Cause we charged up in them Teslas

Balled out at Beauty & Essex for my breakfast

Make a scene, make a scene

I pull up and make a scene

And I murdered out the Beamer

Just so they can hate on me

I got strippers rakin' dollars

Off the floor like rakin' leaves

Bitch, I’m good at makin' money

I ain’t good at makin' peace

Make a scene, make a scene

I pull up and make a scene

I should bill you for my time

You can’t fuck with me for free

I got strippers rakin' dollars

Off the floor like rakin' leaves

Bitch, I’m good at makin' money

I ain’t good at makin' peace, make a scene