Make It Out
Yeah
(I be facin' now, I be hopin' I make it out)
Yeah
(Uhh)
A lot I be facin' now, I be hopin' I make it out
People saying be patient, really I'm waiting, really it takes a while
For my grandma, I do whatever it takes to see and make you smile
It's no more waiting now, tryna ball like the lakers now
It done took me some time to get where I'm at, I choose the paper route
Times I have my back against the wall, only time when no one 'round
Nobody understand how I feel, by myself where I'm safe and sound
For the fam, I'mma make 'em proud, I'mma make 'em proud
Now she wanna ride, I remember the time when she used to laugh and giggle
Now she wanna take a picture, ain't feelin' the vibes dismiss her
And I'm from a city where it ah get wicked, they takin' the lives that's winning
It's hard to survive for children, I be tryna survive for millions
I been taking my time, got up on my grind, I'm tryna go to shine and winning
Took too many losses, hope it don't cost me, tryna shake back from sinning
Knowing I'm doing wrong, believing in god but it get hard sometimes
No it really get hard sometimes, so I gotta move on from time
Knowing it get real I'm keepin' my posture, hopin' niggas don't fox us
Tell 'em do they drill and please don't fox us, niggas thinkin' they can watch us
Bro keepin' that steel 'case a nigga try box us, we ain't tryna get boxed up
(I'm keeping it honest, I ain't tryna get boxed up)
A lot I be facin' now, I be hoping I make it out
People saying be patient, really I'm waiting, really it takes a while
For my grandma, I do whatever it takes to see and make you smile
It's no more waiting now, tryna ball like the lakers now
A lot I be facin' now, I be hopin' I make it out
People saying be patient, really I'm waiting, really it takes a while
For my grandma, I do whatever it takes to see and make you smile
It's no more waiting now, tryna ball like the lakers now
It done took me some time to get where I'm at, I choose the paper route
Times I have my back against the wall, only time when no one 'round
Nobody understand how I feel, by myself where I'm safe and sound
For the fam, I'mma make 'em proud, I'mma make 'em proud
(I be facin' now, I be hopin' I make it out)
Yeah
(Uhh)
A lot I be facin' now, I be hopin' I make it out
People saying be patient, really I'm waiting, really it takes a while
For my grandma, I do whatever it takes to see and make you smile
It's no more waiting now, tryna ball like the lakers now
It done took me some time to get where I'm at, I choose the paper route
Times I have my back against the wall, only time when no one 'round
Nobody understand how I feel, by myself where I'm safe and sound
For the fam, I'mma make 'em proud, I'mma make 'em proud
Now she wanna ride, I remember the time when she used to laugh and giggle
Now she wanna take a picture, ain't feelin' the vibes dismiss her
And I'm from a city where it ah get wicked, they takin' the lives that's winning
It's hard to survive for children, I be tryna survive for millions
I been taking my time, got up on my grind, I'm tryna go to shine and winning
Took too many losses, hope it don't cost me, tryna shake back from sinning
Knowing I'm doing wrong, believing in god but it get hard sometimes
No it really get hard sometimes, so I gotta move on from time
Knowing it get real I'm keepin' my posture, hopin' niggas don't fox us
Tell 'em do they drill and please don't fox us, niggas thinkin' they can watch us
Bro keepin' that steel 'case a nigga try box us, we ain't tryna get boxed up
(I'm keeping it honest, I ain't tryna get boxed up)
A lot I be facin' now, I be hoping I make it out
People saying be patient, really I'm waiting, really it takes a while
For my grandma, I do whatever it takes to see and make you smile
It's no more waiting now, tryna ball like the lakers now
A lot I be facin' now, I be hopin' I make it out
People saying be patient, really I'm waiting, really it takes a while
For my grandma, I do whatever it takes to see and make you smile
It's no more waiting now, tryna ball like the lakers now
It done took me some time to get where I'm at, I choose the paper route
Times I have my back against the wall, only time when no one 'round
Nobody understand how I feel, by myself where I'm safe and sound
For the fam, I'mma make 'em proud, I'mma make 'em proud
Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Sean Fitzgerald Piatt
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