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Make It Out
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Lil Baby
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(M-M-M-Murda) I told my daughter, she don't understand who her daddy is I'll tell you somethin' to run your mouth, but I bet he did Landlord came to pick the rent up, but I ain't let him in It's not being embarrassed, I'm too addicted to this medicine Hundred-thousand on my, take it back, tell him, "Don't threat again" Pray to the high power, hope the judge give me a severance Young n***as turnt up with the check, look like a settlement It's only me a different couple rappеrs who ain't checkin' in (Yeah) You will nevеr see my name in paper work, never, never And this a street n***a on my case, but he'll tell 'em, tell 'em And I had a deep talk with my dawgs and now sh*t feelin' better 4TF, his sh*t be big whenever we get together I felt like a lil' boy 'round this b*t*h, had to get my sh*t together I told my b*t*h that sh*t is a go when you're sh*t together Ain't talkin' lean, switch his beam, sh*t my kit together Some sh*t be temporary, but loyalty, this sh*t forever (Oh) Every time your dawg die, they forget about his mama'nem (Oh) I done left his ass around some cash, and he ain't pocket sh*t (Oh) Ain't the type to try and spread a rumor, I got the doc*ments (Oh) I don't take threats lightly, he died off an argument (Oh) Yeah, slide with me (Oh) Okay he did, but he died with me (Oh) How you say your ass a baller, but you don't provide n***as? (Oh) And I really love my brothers even though I clash with 'em, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Oh) The second time ain't nothin' like the first, you gotta make it count Everyday I'm tryna rid this curse, I gotta make it out We ain't had no other way to go, we had to take a route Soon as they come in, we try to get 'em out One day we gon' run into you, n***a, better watch your mouth Really don't be demons, I don't believe it, that sh*t all for clout I can make my people'nem come see you for a small amount I'm hot as a fever, you know we the ones they talking 'bout, yeah Steady tryna get it, uplifting my city Asked the D.A., "Can we fix this? I need Durk to get acquitted" Bad b*t*h with me, suck me 'til I'm finish We both got a lot to lose, so she won't tell my business Nobody hang with me, I ain't tryna have no co-defendants You don't know how it feel where everywhere you live, you get evicted Rubber band money, the day I signed my deal I lost half a ticket I wasn't even rappin' yet, I moved my mama out the trenches Twenty-one to twenty-two, I'm talkin' fresh up out of prison I won't give a damn, if I did it then you can Gambling, won a hundred grand and started with two bands I'm one of them ones to sell a truck load with a few plays I'm one of them ones who wear the same clothes for a few days when I'm grindin' OTF and 4PF, you know this sh*t get slimey I'm won't get on one of y'all, pay one-mill' for a diamond though You know where to find me, I ain't hidin', ho The second time ain't nothin' like the first, you gotta make it count Everyday I'm tryna rid this curse, I gotta make it out We ain't had no other way to go, we had to take a route Soon as they come in, we try to get 'em out One day we gon' run into you, n***a, better watch your mouth Really don't be demons, I don't believe it, that sh*t all for clout I can make my people'nem come see you for a small amount I'm hot as a fever, you know we the ones they talking 'bout, yeah
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