X3 Lyrics

Huh, Huh

Nigga I made it out

Nigga I made it out

Nigga I made it out

Fuck you sayin' now

Fuck you mean

Fuck you sayin' now

Fuck you mean

With a hunnid rounds, coming with a hunnid 'thou

That bitch love me now, pull up now, take her to town

Running out of pounds, London Town, flew past Milan

I was geeking hard, X my Files, Working on Dying

Yeahhh

Where I'm from you get no help and I'm not even lying

Built this shit from the ground up and I'm not even trying

See my prey I go insane I'm coming like a lion

Pray today, you need that Grace, you sinning and you lying

Get that drop I see my spot I always hit my target

In the dark hop out like Batman, bro don't even park it

Any weather if I got that fire i'ma spark it

2k in my pocket, right next to the rocket

Terror to society, Taliban like I'm Byron

Louis on my wrist, could give a fuck about your timing

Niggas tried to corner me, I can't believe they tried it

Made off with they thousands

And bitch I'm still surviving

(Yuh)

Nigga I made it out

Nigga I made it out

Nigga I made it out

Fuck you sayin now

Fuck you mean

Fuck you sayin now

Fuck you mean

With a hunnid rounds, coming with a hunnid 'thou

That bitch love me now, pull up now, take her to town

Running out of pounds, London Town, flew past Milan

I was geeking hard, X my Files, Working on Dying

Yeahhh

Dying, yeah

Working on dying yeah

Been working on dying yeah

I been working on dying yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah