Make It Out Alive

(Status celestical)
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
When do I commence that?

Uh
Okay
Uh-huh
Verse one

Uh, I just hopped off another plane
Another country, different money, lot of different names
Lot of different places, lot of different dames
Lot of people could've got lost in the rain

(Uh) lot of calls, lot of trains
Lot of passports, damn, whole lot of games
But I ain't going, let nobody take me down
You need a hundred rounds, can't nothing stop me now

I put a lot of rappers in boxes at funerals
Treated them wild like a red-headed stepchild
I ain't scared of a soul, why am I scared of a crowd?
Why am I scared of a hoe?

I ain't scared of the ground, you came for me now
You heard my voice, Lord
I hate to be on the devil's side when I'm your boy
But I gotta live, I gotta survive
I'm too hungry to cry, I gotta make it out alive



Credits
Writer(s): Dominick Wickliffe, Freddie Gibbs, Patrick Baril, Daniel Carrillo
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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