MADE IT OUT Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Uh, yeah, I made it, made it, made it out
Shit was down, yeah, I went and took the paper route
Counting down, when to take me out
Can't count me out
Frustrated, fuckin' with a hater
Gotta fade it out
Tell myself I'm everything, everything
I'll bet on myself if I bet a thing, bet a thing
Shit'll go higher, more you inspire, everything
You stay in the fight, remember you're a fighter
As I'm blowin' smoke out the Grabba
Gelato Taintin' my thoughts, plottin
Get out of this situation It's out of pocket
Yet the Za intensifies the creative side
I create a vibe for you
Shit, that's all I need in this world
Like J Blige in her prime
Yeah, I made it like Beats by Dre in his prime
Shit, I remember listenin' to Beats by Dre in his prime
I decided to be a great then
Nothin' else to say with it
If you're really in motion, you ain't gotta say shit
I inherit the DNA of a winner, gotta engage
My momma and dad still proud of they son out of space
Still proud of me, raised three daughters and never played safe
Still care if they proud of me, shit, this is everything they made
So I take everything setup they ain't never gotta chase
They won't ever have to beg, they ain't never gotta wait
Instead of blowin' checks, invest it in everything you make
With that, I manifest, put that in my face
I told my mom & dad I
I made it, made it, made it out
Shit was down, yeah, I went and took the paper route
Counting down, when to take me out
Can't count me out
Frustrated, fuckin' with a hater
Gotta fade it out
Tell myself I'm everything, everything
I'll bet on myself if I bet a thing, bet a thing
Shit'll go higher, more you inspire, everything
You stay in the fight, remember you're a fighter
As I'm blowin' smoke out the hookah
I reminisce on my many trips
That you can fact check
21 countries shit, not bad for a Black jack
I grew up with facts lacked
We do what we told shit
Don't question the old heads
Don't question police
Or see a piece to your forehead
We're all from the bottom
Shit in survival, see cold red
We're all from the dirt
And gotta be watered, get no rest
I'm hustlin' for my daughters
We flip for the progress
And to the ones I admire
You're a guide, you are not a God
Blueprintin' I admire dead or alive
You goin' fish in the sea
You can have the rod
Show you how to fish
That's how you make it out
You're transformin, your life's so good
They can call you in a line-up
But no, they can't make you out
Instead of blowin' checks
Invest it in everything you make
With that I manifest, put that in my face
I told my mom & dad I
I made it, made it, made it out
Shit was down, yeah, I went and took the paper route
Counting down, when to take me out
Can't count me out
Frustrated, fuckin' with a hater
Gotta fade it out
Tell myself I'm everything, everything
I'll bet on myself if I bet a thing, bet a thing
Shit'll go higher, more you inspire, everything
You stay in the
Fuck all that radio shit, for right now