Make It Out // For The Nights

With or without anybody by my side
I know that a nigga gon' make it out
I know a nigga gon' make it out, look

With or without anybody by my side
I know that a nigga gon' make it out
I know a nigga gon' make it out, look

These niggas they know I'm the goat (Mbuzi)
They know what happen when I ghost (When I ghost)
I do my shit on the low (On the low)
I drop my shit and they choke (They choke)
You drop your shit and you hope (Stop hopin')
Talk all that shit man
You know that I'm destined
Fake friends weren't around when I'm tested
This is for times I was up in the basment
Doin' my thing all alone man I chased it
Sooner or later they all gotta face me
I make the money the money don't make me
I sip the liquor the liquor don't sip me
Yeah I'm all up in my zone (Yeah)
Pussy niggas better know (Better know)
But if it's on its on (It's on)
Because the true colors showed (Whoop)

I gotta make it out
I do it through all of the doubt
I bet that they feelin' me now
When I suffered they wasn't around

I gotta make it out
I do it through all of the doubt
I bet that they feelin' me now
I bet that they feelin' me now

Gotta make it out the trenches
Man I been a while on 'em benches
Never really bendin' over backwards
Never talk, more bout the action
Bitch my music be bangin'
Still doin' this with the passion
But they don't really put it up there
'Cause they know I'll do damage
I'm a big dawg, I'm a savage
I'm a big Larnie with the rap shit
No bitch niggas in my section
Did it independent now I'm flexin'
I just wanna have a good night
Come a long way from a low life
Everybody put your glass up
Let's dance to this shit whole night

If she a ten Ima keep her
If she for the street, Ima leave her
If she want the pipe Ima feed her
I'm a sick nigga, no fever
Roll a blunt for the pressure (Pressure)
Roll a blunt for the pressure (Pressure)
Dip off with a hot chick
Double cup white liquor (Grrt)
I was nothin' when I started out
When you nobody all you know is doubt
When I suffered ain't nobody was around
When I had negative in my bank account
Asked God what this shit about
He ain't never give me answers
Always goin' trhough the same shit
Plus friends always be fake bitch
Real struggles I faced it
I was only livin' on the basics
Momma always stressed out (Damn)
I told God to just take me
'Cause I ain't pop off one song (Nah)
How can I really be patient
God gave me this talent?
If he ain't gon' help me
Then he gotta take it
I paid the price for the sacrifice
I gotta do myself right (Yeah)
Do what I want, go where I want
Gotta do what I like
Because I conquered the struggle
I gotta toast to it twice (Whoop)
So everybody put your glass up
Let's do it all for the nights!



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