Say that we made it lyrics

by

MBNel


[Intro]
Mama on drugs, used to get evicted
I was just a youngin' takin care of my little sister
Middle finger up, I'm screaming f*ck the system
I was gon give up, then god gave me a premonition

[Chorus]
I'm just tryna wake up from this bad dream
I know that my guardian angel is right beside me
Glock stuck to my side, like we Siamese
But if I lose myself in this world, will you find me
Yea, yea, we got to make it out
Anyone stand in our way, then we gon take em out
Yea, I don't evеn care if we're famous
Yеa, I just wanna say that we made it

[Verse 1]
Plenty of nights, I went to bed with nothing to eat
Brush my teeth and pray to god before I go to sleep
Wake up in the morning, mama ODed
Give a f*ck about your opinion, you don't know me
Paramedics and Narcan, 911 come save the day
Depression hit, I'm stuck in my head
You're still alive, but I sleep all day
I promise, they're gon know my name
Can't let this pain all go to waste
I don't wanna go back to that place
I'll do everything that it takes
Take a milli to the trenches, [?]
I split it up with my brothers, so that they know their worth
Because they gave me their last dollar when my pockets hurt
So if anybody want a problem, put em on a shirt
[Chorus]
I'm just tryna wake up from this bad dream
I know that my guardian angel is right beside me
Glock stuck to my side, like we Siamese
But if I lose myself in this world, will you find me
Yea, yea, we got to make it out
Anyone stand in our way, then we gon take em out
Yea, I don't even care if we're famous
Yea, I just wanna say that we made it

[Verse 2 - MBNel]
God know I'm a sinner, It's a blessing he still answer my prayers
Diamonds dancing, I just wish you were right there, uh
I come from the trenches, we don't always fight fair
Don't come through without a weapon cuz you might just die here
Tunnel vision, I been focused on myself, f*ck who next to me
You f*cked up my head, that brother died, he was just texting me
This life sh*t got real, I seen my granny ain't remember me
The streets ain't playin fair, so I keep this pistol next to me
Lil brodie want a name, he catching bodies, tryna impression me
I just want a crib with my daughter, where the police ain't gon mess with me
This sh*t gon break you down, but it take heart, won't let it get to me
So I'm gon smile in they face, so they can see there ain't no breaking me

[Chorus]
I'm just tryna wake up from this bad dream
I know that my guardian angel is right beside me
Glock stuck to my side, like we Siamese
But if I lose myself in this world, will you find me
Yea, yea, we got to make it out
Anyone stand in our way, then we gon take em out
Yea, I don't even care if we're famous
Yea, I just wanna say that we made it
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