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make it out - buddah g lyrics

[intro]
ayy
i thought that we could make it out
ayy, ayy

[chorus]
i always thought that we could make it out
now i’m pushin’ all these packs up out my house
yeah, this the life that we live (gang)
been on that “chase the bag” since a kid (woosh)
i gotta get this money any way that i can (ayy)
and if i see the opps, i gotta be a bigger man (ayy)
cause if i take his life, the state won’t understand (nah)
but we must trust the score, that was the f*ckin’ plan, ayy (nah, nah)
[verse 1]
early in the morning and i’m baggin’ up the work
my n*gga try and test me, put his face up on a shirt (that shirt)
that n*gga pull up on me and end up in the dirt
have his momma f*ckin’ cryin’ while she riding in a he*rs*
remember hittin’ l!cks cause i had to
me and folks are servin’ sh*t up like a draft do
we had them poles but them n*ggas ain’t ride through
flexin’ on that book and them n*ggas gone hide too
i remember that night we let them pistols spark
though i can’t walk without my pole after dark (no)
gotta pull up in a foreign with the push to start (gang, gang)
young n*gga was a savage and i had a cold heart
my momma kicked me out when i was 13 (cash)
young n*gga had a glock and it had a red b (ooh)
searchin’ for a family, yeah i had to pay my teen
learned how to trap, and i learned how to f*cking scheme

[chorus]
i always thought that we could make it out
now i’m pushin’ all these packs up out my house
yeah, this the life that we live (gang)
been on that “chase the bag” since a kid (woah)
i gotta get this money any way that i can
and if i see the opps, i gotta be a bigger man (ayy)
cause if i take his life, the state won’t understand (nah)
but we must trust the score, that was the f*ckin’ plan, ayy (nah, nah)
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[verse 2]
old friends, i had to turn ’em to a [?]
i told ’em lil n*ggas, we gone get it, just have patience (pow, pow, pow)
now it’s family at the funeral and they prayin’
shouldn’t try and poke a n*gga that’s always sprayin’
there’s a lesson to be learned, i hope you listen
cause if you n*ggas try me, then your body end up missing
i got goonies never scared to do that mischief
savage hit ’em up, chunky bullets, now he twitchin’ (prow*pow*pow*pow)
n*ggas in the trap, yeah, they rapping sh*t up
and if you ride through, you gone get lit up (gang)
that bullets hit your body like a f*ckin’ stick up (pow, pow, pow)
only hangin’ with the k!llas, yeah i be what hit does
ptmg, man, that’s all i really know
all the way from p*town to the f*ckin’ north pole (slide)
getting all this money, yeah, b*tch, you know how it go (ayy)
and i’d never wife a b*tch, only smashing all you hoes (nah, nah, nah)

[chorus]
i always thought that we could make it out
now i’m pushin’ all these packs up out my house
yeah, this the life that we live
been on that “chase the bag” since a kid
i gotta get this money any way that i can
and if i see the opps, i gotta be a bigger man
cause if i take his life, the state won’t understand
but we must trust the score, that was the f*ckin’ plan, ayy

- buddah g lyrics

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