Make It Out

My problems stacking taller than the money in my bank account
How the fuck am I gon ever make it out?
Ask my brothers I'm somebody they don't ever play about
When the lane slow down I make another route
They want my time but can't afford the fee
And twin do not do work for free
Clout chasing and that shit be irking me
Had niggas try to get one over me like I was blind and couldn't see
Them crossing me when they was close to me

Who harder than me?
Come on name somebody
Keep an eye on him before he frame somebody
I had my eyes on you I tried to catch a body
But you just, treat me like I'm just another body
Tired of doing intros to folks who don't even hide emotions
Damn that got me feeling hopeless
My mind blank while I'm going through these empty motions
And my chest burn when I'm downing all these potions
But imma keep on trying that's the way it is
And we been with each other even way back when
Even though I think I love you I ain't say that then
Cause I know that it'd be better if we stayed as friends
I always been the type to try to keep it private
I try to smile away my pain they don't know what I'm hiding
And sometimes it hurt so much it feel like I be dying
And I just push it down and tell my patna yeah we sliding

My problems stacking taller than the money in my bank account
How the fuck am I gon ever make it out?
Ask my brothers I'm somebody they don't ever play about
When the lane slow down I make another route
They want my time but can't afford the fee
And twin do not do work for free
Clout chasing and that shit be irking me
Had niggas try to get one over me like I was blind and couldn't see
Them crossing me when they was close to me

Who riding for me?
I ain't gon say they names
Who sliding for me?
And who be running games
Who sticking around?
And who done up and changed
Who switching for money?
And who gon switch for fame?
I'm rapping and I'm writing and producing man what else could they want
I'm doing everything they need me to and shit that they don't
Oh you gon act like you wasn't vibing?
That was cap on the phone?
Oh you gon act like I ain't have you geeking all in the zone
But I ain't gon trip about it
They putting barriers around me imma slip around it
If it take me a while is they gon stick around me
And I know too many niggas that done been killed behind it
Yeah
But that's just motivation
I gotta watch behind my back because these niggas hating
Did you even really like it or was you just faking
Keep the pity story I don't need yo explanation
I wasted time here waiting

My problems stacking taller than the money in my bank account
How the fuck am I gon ever make it out?
Ask my brothers I'm somebody they don't ever play about
When the lane slow down I make another route
They want my time but can't afford the fee
And twin do not do work for free
Clout chasing and that shit be irking me
Had niggas try to get one over me like I was blind and couldn't see
Them crossing me when they was close to me



Credits
Writer(s): Christine Chambers
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