Made It Out

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Man, fuck it
Y'all don't believe, then me and the team can run it
I gotta stack up the green 'cause I had a dream of Bentley truckin
Ho tuck it, cops on the scene they don't know a thing you lucky
Think I got somewhere to be
I hop on the beat and bring home the money

Baby just leave me alone (Made it out!)
What do you want? (Made it out!)
I'm in the zone, baby I'm in the zone (Made it out!)
She want the chrome hearts, that match with her phone (Made it out!)
Turn you to smoked darts, if you want smoke (Made it out!)

Y'all do that wish-washy talk
I know where ya been, you talk to cops
Scared of the bin, and mom and pops
That's why you can't win with all the opps
They tried to keep me in the box
But they couldn't keep me in the box
They did the same thing to Big and Pac
Now you gonna see how we really rock

Oh no, another man bite another man flow
Y'all like originality man, you like tic-tac-toe
Reality setting in man, you should know
You ain't never seen a kid like this before

Man, fuck it (fuck it)
Y'all don't believe, then me and the team can run it
I gotta stack up the green 'cause I had a dream of Bentley truckin
Ho tuck it, cops on the scene they don't know a thing you lucky
Think I got somewhere to be
I hop on the beat and bring home the money

Baby just leave me alone (Made it out!)
What do you want? (Made it out!)
I'm in the zone, baby I'm in the zone (Made it out!)
She want the chrome hearts, that match with her phone (Made it out!)
Turn you to smoked darts, if you want smoke (Made it out!)

I'll keep it a hunna!
You and your peeps be sounding like Baby and Gunna (Haha!)
I lay low, stack my dough, and do all the shit that I wanna bro
This is that real growth, random thoughts, I can't bring home to Mama
You real dope, I gotta go, I put the whip in full throttle

I love the Man on the Moon
Kid Cudi, man you know the tunes
I love the sand and the dunes
I love the bad bitches too
I got so used to the cold, B
I got so sick of the old me
You really thinking you know me
But did you forget that you owed me?
Man what the fuck...
Three minutes and he spit ten flows (Oh shit)
The block getting hot gotta stay ten toes (No cap!)
The locks or the stock, we don't play 'bout those (oh no)
It's off of the top, we don't write no more (oh no)

Man, fuck it
Y'all don't believe, then me and the team can run it
I gotta stack up the green 'cause I had a dream of Bentley truckin
Ho tuck it, cops on the scene they don't know a thing you lucky
Think I got somewhere to be
I hop on the beat and bring home the money

Baby just...