MAKE THE MOST

By PUFFINDANK

On Quis ut Deus?

Released on July 2, 2025

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I got bread now make a toast to this

I didn't come here for a little, I want most of it

I'm so focused on this shit, I still get lost in it

It could be gone tomorrow, make the most of it


[Chorus]

I got bread now make a toast to this

I didn't come here for a little, I want most of it

I'm so focused on this shit, I still get lost in it

It could be gone tomorrow, make the most of it

I got bread now make a toast to this

I didn't come here for a little, I want most of it

I'm so focused on this shit, I still get lost in it

It could be gone tomorrow, make the most of it


[VERSE 1]

I won't tell them how it's done, I'm gonna demonstrate it

I found out who was fake and then I seperated

She still gone hit me up to keep it complicated

I know her game, she hit me up then say some shit thats unrelated

You say that you don't love me then you do shit that still indicates it

Thats why I just stay in the crib, making beats, isolated

Or I just play 2k and I make the season simulated

I just wanna go straight for that chip, you know I been impatient

I just walked in smoking blunts and I got celebrated

You walk in this bitch with some runtz, you get it confiscated

I just wanna have a lil fun but then it dissipated

I don't even got time for none, I need to make this payment

Everybody acting like bums, that shit can get contagious

When I'm on I wanna stay on just like refridgerators

They can say what they want, like I'm overrated

As long as I'm good and I got my paper


[Chorus]

I got bread now make a toast to this

I didn't come here for a little, I want most of it

I'm so focused on this shit, I still get lost in it

It could be gone tomorrow, make the most of it

I got bread now make a toast to this

I didn't come here for a little, I want most of it

I'm so focused on this shit, I still get lost in it

It could be gone tomorrow, make the most of it


[VERSE 2]

I started from the bottom like the lowest can be

I used to handle Oz's of banana OG

But ain't no one ever get rich off nickle diming some weed

You know I need it for my bitch, I need all the monies

I got a hundred ways to get it, watch how I get it all

I need a hundred racks, a thousand racks, fuck I need some more

If she slutting out for me I let that bitch be a whore

I don't ever stress much, my crib got revovling doors


[Chorus]

I got bread now make a toast to this

I didn't come here for a little, I want most of it

I'm so focused on this shit, I still get lost in it

It could be gone tomorrow, make the most of it

I got bread now make a toast to this

I didn't come here for a little, I want most of it

I'm so focused on this shit, I still get lost in it

It could be gone tomorrow, make the most of it