Make It Out

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Lil Durk - Rap, USA

Make It Out

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[Intro] But if I call you my brother, that mean you my brother, you know what I'm sayin'? Nothin' more, nothin' less, family I've been hearin' too many rumors in these streets, niggas sayin' they gon' kill us, rob us, all that But it be the niggas that been around us, you know what I'm sayin'? Or be around us We ain't gon' slip up, we ten toes (Remy) You know what I'm sayin'? You know we gotta make it out That's how they go get it (Will-Will-Will-William), yeah [Chorus] I get so high, I put these drugs into my system I love you with all my heart, ain't no probably You choose your life over your son, that shit killed him I never asked you for anything, just your honesty How you trade on me like that? I'm your family And she tryna chase a bag, foe, I had to leave But two wrongs don't make it right Get with your dog and make it right [Verse 1] We do pop-ups, had my back when I was locked up I was Glocked up, niggas hate 'cause they can't stop us, no, no We was turnt up, gang war, can't knock us Slidin' in no DMs, tryna slide up on the oppers, yeah I'm so nauseous off them drugs, too high off them Percocets Tryna follow behind my cousin, I wasn't focused yet We'll rob the robbers, kill the killers, label us a threat Extort your big homie like we from LAX I was so high, I wish I replied to L'A text But we had jumped into them streets and made a mess I was dressin' my homies up for they funerals Holdin' on they OGs tight, they did the most Duckin' from investigation, tryna keep my reputation Give 'em my expiration, lookin' for inspiration Pray for my generation, fuck 12, them bitches racist Bought 'Raris just to race it, yeah, yeah [Chorus] I get so high, I put these drugs into my system I love you with all my heart, ain't no probably You choose your life over your son, that shit killed him I never asked you for anything, just your honesty How you trade on me like that? I'm your family And she tryna chase a bag, foe, I had to leave But two wrongs don't make it right Get with your dog and make it right [Verse 2] Joke and laugh all day to stop from cryin' Keep my gun on me to stop from dyin' Can't listen to no rumors 'cause it block my mind Can't feed into that bullshit, I ain't got the time I know what I did, boy, this life I enjoy Why you pretend, boy? This shit, I live for it, uh-huh You was hooked on drugs, I was hooked on phonics Signed to the streets, I ain't never go to college Asked you for cash, you ain't never say you got it damn But I gave you my last, yeah And I'm the same nigga since last year I told my mama I can't go down for this case Got the same lawyer beat R. Kelly piss case State's attorney want me so bad At the time I need you bad Told myself I ain't goin' back Told myself can't go like that [Chorus] I get so high, I put these drugs into my system I love you with all my heart, ain't no probably You choose your life over your son, that shit killed him I never asked you for anything, just your honesty How you trade on me like that? I'm your family And she tryna chase a bag, foe, I had to leave But two wrongs don't make it right Get with your dog and make it right [Outro] (Remy) (Will-Will-Will-William)

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Credits

Writers
  • Will A Fool
  • Remy (Producer)
  • Lil Durk