[Intro: T.I. & Pharrell Williams]
You was supposed to make it
You was supposed to make it
You was supposed to make it

[Verse 1: T.I.]
Tell me why it is now that we live only for the moment?
Erybody going deeper to the dark
Point of no return, following the evil
Running from the Lord, hatred in the heart
Off a n***a, poison a n***a
Used to play and trade toys with a n***a
Now you gotta go to war with a n***a
Just because you got more than a n***a
Motherfuckers kamikaze you
They rather die then see you live fly
Crabs in a barrel, in ghetto America
Man, we just lucky that we make it out
See so much potential, lost some reputation
You would think eventually we will get it
They say you got it, they don't even want it
It just hurt so much for them to see you with it
What I know 'bout Satan, he patiently wait
To rob and steal and kill off greatness in the making
What we put together never let 'em take it
Goddamn shawty you were 'pose to make it
[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
You was supposed to make it
You was supposed to make it
You was supposed to make it
You was supposed to make it, huh

[Post-Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
Get your lighters up, lighters up
Get your lighters up, lighters up
Get your lighters up, lighters up
Get your lighters up, lighters up
You was supposed to make it
You was supposed to make it
Get your lighters up, lighters up
Get your lighters up, lighters up

[Verse 2: T.I.]
You know when I met you, sitting in the car
Buckhead in the mall, you was something special
He was just a young n***a, still he never got excited
It was hard to overwhelm a fat n***a
With a eye patch, swingin' hard
Reppin' role tide Alabama
You can tell he was kickin' too much flavor
On a country n***a, made 'em wanna kill him
Still to see him smiling shawty, he be chillin'
N***a wish him dead, he ain't even feel it
At your video, I could feel the then
We was at the club, n***a couldn't get it in
They was stuck outside, start to look at you
And as you should, you looked like "fuck I 'posed to do?"
Asked you 'bout it then, said "ay brah you cool?"
You said "I ain't worry 'bout the lil dude"
Get they feelings hurt, got a attitude
They'll come around in a year or two"
Made you Hustle Gang, let you in the family
Said "I get you rich" you said "you won a Grammy"
Showed you how to mix the Actavis with candy
Doin' 160 with me, he ain't panic
Called me yesterday, I say "lil bro what's happening?
Working with Pharell, chillin' in Miami"
All you said was "Run it, book the flight I'm coming
'Fore I leave though, I gotta handle something""
I just said "okay", I hung up the phone
Couple hours later, damn my n***a gone

[[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
You was supposed to make it
You was supposed to make it
You was supposed to make it
You was supposed to make it, huh

[Bridge: Watch The Duck]
Devil's business, my brother gone
Supposed to be a living legend, hating n***a sent you home
But when we see that guy, we gon' treat him like the sky
On the 4th of July, and light him up

[Post-Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
Get your lighters up, lighters up
Get your lighters up, lighters up
Get your lighters up, lighters up
Get your lighters up, lighters up
You was supposed to make it
You was supposed to make it
Get your lighters up, lighters up
Get your lighters up, lighters up]