Make It Out lyrics

by

YBN Lil Bro



[Intro: YBN Lil Bro]
Know what I gotta do to make it out?
Three-five, we so live, wouldn't trade only for a dollar
I get paid so much, sometimes I don't even wanna count it
Dropped two tapes from jail, came home, still droppin'
(Don't play with Stompa)

[Verse: YBN Lil Bro]
Know what I gotta do to make it out?
Three-five, we so live, wouldn't trade only for a dollar
I get paid so much, sometimes I don't even wanna count it
Dropped two tapes from jail, came home, still droppin'
Still trendin', I love fast-ass cars and bad b*tches
Ghetto Boom pull an active full, he shoot, I'm shootin' with him
Who is dude actin' like he cool? Have my n*ggas strip him
She say I'm rude, I ain't even rude, I just be playin' with the b*tch
Only twenty-two, I'm feelin' like the man of the year
I can't take back what I did, n*ggas want me dead
I be f*ckin' my b*tch all night before we go to bed
Get money and die, my n*gga died, life was never fair
Have you ever hit a n*gga block and doubled back?
Have you ever seen a n*gga take his last breath?
Say you down for me, it's hard for me to tell
I do better on my own, ho, wish me well

[Verse 2: Ghetto Baby Boom]
Yop, jumped off in that water by my damn self
They keep on askin' how I do it, keep your head up
You don't get no pass, you say it once, you get your ass bust
I love countin' money, swear it make my blood rush
Let my hoes play it out, I'm lookin' for a business partner
You say you know some sh*t, you certified, let's get it goin'
I had to get it out the mud, I ain't have no other sources
I had to grind up on this sh*t, that's how I got important
It might take a lil' longer when you different, huh
You might not got it all together now, but trust me, you'll get it
Mind playin' tricks on me, I can feel it, hm
I hear a voice like, "Go get busy", another voice like, "Finish rappin', n*gga"
Sit n*ggas down for playin' wrong like I'm a captain, n*gga
You see them boys huddle up? That mean they finna blitz
Huh, throw these bullets like I'm Madden, I hope you n*ggas ready
.223s hit his top, they had to call his family
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