Make It Out Alive

Yo, I be spittin' dope, pure cocaine Checked a few bands, spent them in the same

Damn day, Took a flight checked on a bag just to go

Get paid, Booked a night in the lab, pure hits get made

Ayy, cooked up a batch of that audio crack I'm a known mack she on auto, bringin' in stacks

And I'm livin' my raps, every day bout them racks

Smoke a back to the face, I don't think I could pass

And I never could grasp, what the fact, granny passed

I couldn't pay no attention, I was ditchin' the class

Hopped on my skateboard, smokin' tree, movin' fast

They say this life won't last, slow down, you gon' crash

I said, fuck that, I'ma keep runnin' them laps

Keep a big bag like Santa Claus, servin' them packs