Made It Out (feat. Luwop & Lol Chris)
Yeah
I'm thinking I made out
I just wanna be the greatest now
Tunnel vision on me looking at the money only on a fucking paper route
Bitches be chasing clout
Niggas hating now
Got up off the bleachers stopped sideline watching I'm the topic they debating now
Niggas round me grew up hungry we was tryna make it out
Fuck a bitch and kick her out the door my heart a vacant house
Ain't no niggas round me pussy they is bound to spray some rounds don't you stay around
Semi be knocking of heads it is bound to lay you down silence it won't make a sound
I just do it like the greatest out
I just do it like the greatest out
The perky got 'em feeling iffy
Eyes red from the bag I be seeing shit I'm no I'm not Trippie
I be gone off the drank Henny with the coke got me feeling dizzy
I can feel it in my kidney
We just aim at every mickey
Feel like Tjay popping through yo city
Hitting every Opp my shit ain't picky
Hit em in his head he ain't got no top his shit smoking like a fucking chimney
Cant take everybody up to the top some shit I had learned quickly
I feel like the greatest out
I feel like the greatest now
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I'm thinking I made it out
I just wanna be the greatest now
Tunnel vision on me looking at the money only on a fucking paper route
Bitches be chasing clout
Niggas hating now
Got up off the bleachers stopped sideline watching I'm the topic they debating now
Niggas round me grew up hungry we was tryna make it out
Yeah I feel like the greatest now
Niggas talking shit
Pulling up dump a nigga like what you saying now
Feeling like a king on my throne
With my soldiers nigga so you gone bow
With D Lew yeah we did him foul
You already know pulling up
Like I swear to god nigga I say how
Nigga like I said it is Trippie
Got a glock nigga got the demons
How many nigga yeah he say plenty
On my hustle so they call me Nipsey
Fuck that bitch she gone sing like Whitney
Got my niggas like I said they be with me
And you know smoking on the weed
Sipping on the Henny and I'm feeling tipsy
I'm thinking I made out
I just wanna be the greatest now
Tunnel vision on me looking at the money only on a fucking paper route
Bitches be chasing clout
Niggas hating now
Got up off the bleachers stopped sideline watching I'm the topic they debating now
Niggas round me grew up hungry we was tryna make it out
I'm thinking I made out
I just wanna be the greatest now
Tunnel vision on me looking at the money only on a fucking paper route
Bitches be chasing clout
Niggas hating now
Got up off the bleachers stopped sideline watching I'm the topic they debating now
Niggas round me grew up hungry we was tryna make it out
Fuck a bitch and kick her out the door my heart a vacant house
Ain't no niggas round me pussy they is bound to spray some rounds don't you stay around
Semi be knocking of heads it is bound to lay you down silence it won't make a sound
I just do it like the greatest out
I just do it like the greatest out
The perky got 'em feeling iffy
Eyes red from the bag I be seeing shit I'm no I'm not Trippie
I be gone off the drank Henny with the coke got me feeling dizzy
I can feel it in my kidney
We just aim at every mickey
Feel like Tjay popping through yo city
Hitting every Opp my shit ain't picky
Hit em in his head he ain't got no top his shit smoking like a fucking chimney
Cant take everybody up to the top some shit I had learned quickly
I feel like the greatest out
I feel like the greatest now
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I'm thinking I made it out
I just wanna be the greatest now
Tunnel vision on me looking at the money only on a fucking paper route
Bitches be chasing clout
Niggas hating now
Got up off the bleachers stopped sideline watching I'm the topic they debating now
Niggas round me grew up hungry we was tryna make it out
Yeah I feel like the greatest now
Niggas talking shit
Pulling up dump a nigga like what you saying now
Feeling like a king on my throne
With my soldiers nigga so you gone bow
With D Lew yeah we did him foul
You already know pulling up
Like I swear to god nigga I say how
Nigga like I said it is Trippie
Got a glock nigga got the demons
How many nigga yeah he say plenty
On my hustle so they call me Nipsey
Fuck that bitch she gone sing like Whitney
Got my niggas like I said they be with me
And you know smoking on the weed
Sipping on the Henny and I'm feeling tipsy
I'm thinking I made out
I just wanna be the greatest now
Tunnel vision on me looking at the money only on a fucking paper route
Bitches be chasing clout
Niggas hating now
Got up off the bleachers stopped sideline watching I'm the topic they debating now
Niggas round me grew up hungry we was tryna make it out
Credits
Writer(s): Deonte Lewis
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