Make It Out

Let em talk, let em hate while you going through phases
They judge a book by its cover, steady skipping through pages
Like they know shit, aiming at the stars and my dreams, I be totin
No guns, just faith, hope a man go BIG, real soon hope they see the real jewels
Talking bout my hunger, spitting like I barely have food
Member we were younger, what was work, we rarely had to
Jollof rice was the dinner, homie what was fast food?
All about the culture, feeling ultra, praying to the Lord
If they never taught ya, then you oughta teach ya self some more
Tryna change my mama whip from that oldie to a Porsche
Yet they tryna knock my hustle, but my hustle goes to war
Clarification, I hope ya dig what I'm sayin
The image I am portraying, this underdog entertainment
I'm staying focus, since a juvenile, I never moved in slow motion
Fast life turned me to a beast became ferocious
Impossible to clone me, one man army in this shit I'm by my lonely
Die trying on the road to riches, word to OG
Women Love the Dude I'm playin roles like Mick Foley, hold me

I just need my real ones to hold me down
I just need some head girl let me hold it down
I be feeling stressed I may just need another round
Can feel it in my chest, swear a man gon make it out

I just need my real ones to hold me down
I just need some head girl let me hold it down
I be feeling stressed I may just need another round
Can feel it in my chest, swear a man gon make it out

Hope they feeling me, I'm just out to feed the team
I'm just out to make sure there's enough green in mama's jeans
People out to make sure I don't make that a reality
Wanna see me mad at them but I'm a have em mad at me
Noticed got a lot on my plate, a lotta words getting ate
They thought my grind was standing still, it's in a whole nother place
I need a mill word to meek, commit myself to the chase
My dream is still to have a million locked up in the safe
Not throwing that key away, I gotta keep it in drive
If you ain't driven on your path then who really gon ride?
And when they sleeping on you trust me they gon make up the lies
This ain't no rocket science nigga but I'm close to Bill Nye

I just need my real ones to hold me down
I just need some head girl let me hold it down
I be feeling stressed I may just need another round
Can feel it in my chest, swear a man gon make it out

I just need my real ones to hold me down
I just need some head girl let me hold it down
I be feeling stressed I may just need another round
Can feel it in my chest, swear a man gon make it out