
MAKE IT OUT Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Tryna make it out the gutta You know they hate to see you come up
I swear I'll die about my brothers You know I'll slide about my mother
Tryna make me look like a deadbeat, bitch don't test me
Son doin' good, and baby mama real fleek Tryna help these niggas out but they be switchin
What they want from me
I ain't do good in school, every grade was like a C
Tryna get the pape, this shit been gettin' hard
Man, I don't be bitchin, don't know why I spoil ha
Smokin' a blunt solo while I'm in the dark
It's hard to trust a bitch cause they done broke my heart
Man, it's hard to trust these hoes, even harder to trust these niggas
Cause a lot of niggas, they done left the picture
You can't be slippin, hope you got your pistol with you
These niggas hating, they don't see the bigger picture, nah
Loyalty means everything to me, don't fuck with fakes
They'll talk behind your back but then they'll smile up in your face
But I learned that long time ago
I don't have a potna cause these niggas actin' like some hoes
These niggas never sold a O
Loyalty means everything to me, don't fuck with lames
See my auntie on the ground, that shit runnin' through my brain
I don't fuck around with clowns, you bout your business, yeah, okay
Ran up some money, I been countin' shit for days
I'm not like these niggas, swear to God, I'm not tryna be
Talkin' like they hard, man, you niggas really under me
Like a bad wife, all my niggas overcooked the beef
Bad shit keep lookin' at my neck and it's glittery
I done fucked your bitch a couple times, it's a pimp in me
That shit got you broke, dawg, you need to change your energy
I hit a lot of hoes, many pussy niggas in me
When they had the opportunity, them niggas shouldv'e ended me
Tryna make it out the gutta
You know they hate to see you come up
I swear I'll died by my brother
You know I slide about my mother
Tryna make me look like a deadbeat, bitch, don't touch me
Son doin' good and baby mama real flea
Tryna help these niggas out but they be switchin' what they want from me
I ain't do good in school, every grade was like a C
Stop the lyin, you ain't never been through nothin' for real
You ain't never seen a nigga get killed
Water with the Cheerios it's in the place of milk
Where I come from, a lot of blood done been spilled
This shit real, nigga
Tryna make a better way for my lil' nigga
Tryna make a way for all the real niggas
Cause if you broke where I'm from
Ain't nobody tryna deal with you
Tryna make it out the gutta
You know they hate to see you come up
I swear I'll die about by my brother
You know I slide about my mother
Tryna make me look like a deadbeat
Son doin' good
Tryna help these niggas out but they be switchin' what they want from me
I ain't do good in school, every grade was like a C