Make It Out
Don't think these niggas understand every beat I get to tripping
Cause the D is just a trap, tired of being in the mitten
How the niggas from yo crib hate to see you out here living
For the niggas did me wrong, I ain't forget you ain't forgiven
Now everytime they hear me rap they say, Coach E going crazy
I feel the pressure on me cause I know that this could save me
And get me far away from all these niggas that be shady
They sleeping on the best out of Michigan like I'm Brady
I can't forget them lonely nights with my OG when we ain't have shit
But faith in one another and an inflatable mattress
I know that you was stressing cause my grades was barely passing
I know that you was stressing cause I was chasing my passion
And now I'm trying to tell you the same thing about me rapping
But momma ima make it I swear that we gone get past this
Cause how I put my words together, flow is everlasting
I'm setting up my team, it's got me feeling like I'm Magic
They playing HeartBreak E, I'm just praying that it's a classic
I know the odds against me, but watch I make it happen
They think they really talking on tracks, I bet I lap em
I'm racing to the top, on the gas, you know I'm mashing
Pray to the lord for better days, tell me Jesus can you hear me
Noticed at the youngest age, wasn't no Santa in my chimney
It was my momma working doubles just to bring me home some jimmies
I can't wait to make it out so I can buy you that new Bentley
I promise they gone notice, I'm the hardest evidently
I'm just waiting on my time, think I need a Richard Millie
These niggas ain't fucking with me
Can't see me I got a Ghillie
A warrior like Achilles
I'm grinding been on my grizzy
Let's get to it, Ima prove it
This my shot my shot, so ima shoot it
Hear a beat, I need to vent gotta go into seclusion
Time to make it evident I'm the greatest, no confusion
Got me in my element, I'm a bomb with no diffusion
Don't think these niggas understand every beat I get to tripping
Cause the D is just a trap, tired of being in the mitten
How the niggas from yo crib hate to see you out here living
For the niggas did me wrong, I ain't forget you ain't forgiven
Know I'm happy for you Ma, glad you got you a new crib
But I'm trying to get you out the state, somewhere you wanna live
Every time we see the news, people die it's drama filled
I remember as a kid when they ran up in our crib
I was 12, with resentment, trying to let the llama spill
I can't wait to make a mil, cause I feel that trauma still
Cause the D is just a trap, tired of being in the mitten
How the niggas from yo crib hate to see you out here living
For the niggas did me wrong, I ain't forget you ain't forgiven
Now everytime they hear me rap they say, Coach E going crazy
I feel the pressure on me cause I know that this could save me
And get me far away from all these niggas that be shady
They sleeping on the best out of Michigan like I'm Brady
I can't forget them lonely nights with my OG when we ain't have shit
But faith in one another and an inflatable mattress
I know that you was stressing cause my grades was barely passing
I know that you was stressing cause I was chasing my passion
And now I'm trying to tell you the same thing about me rapping
But momma ima make it I swear that we gone get past this
Cause how I put my words together, flow is everlasting
I'm setting up my team, it's got me feeling like I'm Magic
They playing HeartBreak E, I'm just praying that it's a classic
I know the odds against me, but watch I make it happen
They think they really talking on tracks, I bet I lap em
I'm racing to the top, on the gas, you know I'm mashing
Pray to the lord for better days, tell me Jesus can you hear me
Noticed at the youngest age, wasn't no Santa in my chimney
It was my momma working doubles just to bring me home some jimmies
I can't wait to make it out so I can buy you that new Bentley
I promise they gone notice, I'm the hardest evidently
I'm just waiting on my time, think I need a Richard Millie
These niggas ain't fucking with me
Can't see me I got a Ghillie
A warrior like Achilles
I'm grinding been on my grizzy
Let's get to it, Ima prove it
This my shot my shot, so ima shoot it
Hear a beat, I need to vent gotta go into seclusion
Time to make it evident I'm the greatest, no confusion
Got me in my element, I'm a bomb with no diffusion
Don't think these niggas understand every beat I get to tripping
Cause the D is just a trap, tired of being in the mitten
How the niggas from yo crib hate to see you out here living
For the niggas did me wrong, I ain't forget you ain't forgiven
Know I'm happy for you Ma, glad you got you a new crib
But I'm trying to get you out the state, somewhere you wanna live
Every time we see the news, people die it's drama filled
I remember as a kid when they ran up in our crib
I was 12, with resentment, trying to let the llama spill
I can't wait to make a mil, cause I feel that trauma still
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Writer(s): Evan Ragland
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