MADE IT OUT lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah, ayy

[Chorus]
I done made it out (Uh-huh), gon' be the greatest now (Uh-huh)
I gotta trap now, f*cking that b*tch from the back now (Uh-huh)
Counting the racks now, I got a bag now
Cannot go back now (Grah, grah, grah)
Yuh, I done made it out the crib, huh (Uh-huh)
Keep a .40 on my hip, huh (Uh-huh)
Gotta get it how you live, huh, ya dig?
Hate it now that I made it out (Made it out)
Pain is now, gotta let it out, ho

[Verse]
Yuh, ayy, I’m just trying my best (Uh-huh), I just gotta impress (Uh-huh)
Gotta get outta this mess (Yuh)
I been f*cked up for way too long (Yuh)
I don’t know right from wrong (Uh-huh)
Up now and I cannot fall, yuh (Ya dig?), this your b*tch favorite song
I remember days when I was down, yuh (Down)
Nowadays, I walk around, yuh (Around)
I feel like the man, huh, yuh
I got a fan, FN in my hand
I kill a n*gga, I don’t give a damn, yuh (Bah)
Yeah, uh-huh
Man these n*ggas hella dated, uh
Why these n*ggas always hating? Yuh
I’m a legend in the making, uh
n*ggas said I wouldn’t make it, uh
Gotta prove 'em wrong, huh
They just hating cuz I’m on, huh
Show these n*ggas I belong, yuh
Got your girl playing my song in the back of the club, yuh
There she go f*cking it up, yuh
There she go running it up, yuh
Now I’m gon' rub on her butt, yuh
Woah, wait, huh, yuh
Now your girl tryna f*ck
f*ck her in the back of the Bentley truck
You want her back, huh n*gga? Good luck, yuh
[Bridge]
On me, n*ggas sh*t all sweet
Thinking I won’t pull up with the heat
Thinking I won’t pull up with the beam, yuh
It’s cool, yuh, it’s bool
I gotta keep me a tool
Got your b*tch wet as a pool
I done made it, yuh (Yuh)
They said I won’t make it, called me crazy, thought I was lazy
Now these n*ggas b*tches tryna date me (Yuh)
n*ggas'll hate me, huh (Yuh), they cannot phase me, huh (Yuh)
n*ggas be hating, huh, this sh*t is brazy, yuh

[Chorus]
I done made it out (Uh-huh), gon' be the greatest now (Uh-huh)
I gotta trap now, f*cking that b*tch from the back now (Uh-huh)
Counting the racks now, I got a bag now
Cannot go back now (Grah, grah, grah)
Yuh, I done made it out the crib, huh (Uh-huh)
Keep a .40 on my hip, huh (Uh-huh)
Gotta get it how you live, huh, ya dig?
Hate it now that I made it out (Made it out)
Pain is now, gotta let it out, ho