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make it out - karma (zone 2) lyrics

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[intro]
otoileo, make that b*tch st*rdy

[chorus]
i’m still trapped in the trap, i didn’t make it out
my life’s similar to the money, i’ll make it count
i spend money on video shoots, but the jakes say i’m rude and they take it down
i feel like a chop like thots ’cause ‘nough of my opps wanna take me out
if you didn’t hate me then, i bet they hate me now
music money gon’ buy more guns, mercedes benz and an eighteen thou (eighteen k)
they didn’t wanna play me then, i bet they play me now (d*mn)
if you didn’t ratе me then, i bet you ratе me now

[verse 1]
make money in my sleep and i still make money when i wake up
same time, i had nothin’ to eat, all week i keep dishin’ out food for paper
real sh*t, i ain’t rich, but i’ma be there sooner than later
n*ggas just talk how i live, how you tellin’ my story and be a narrator?
my nan just touched eight*three and that’s heaven to me like t, the creator
old friends wanna snake me out, wanna take me out, i ain’t meetin’ my maker
vampire diaries, aim for your neck, that’s me and elena
if you don’t hate me now, just wait when you’re gonna be feelin’ it later

[chorus]
uh, i’m still trapped in the trap, i didn’t make it out
my life’s similar to the money, i’ll make it count
i spend money on video shoots, but the jakes say i’m rude and they take it down
i feel like a chop like thots ’cause ‘nough of my opps wanna take me out
if you didn’t hate me then, i bet they hate me now
music money gon’ buy more guns, mercedes benz and an eighteen thou (eighteen k)
didn’t wanna play me then, they wanna play me now (d*mn)
if you didn’t rate me then, i bet you rate me now
[verse 2]
tell them boy, “get some cake”, if you wanna be fed like a school bully victim
givin’ out drugs, come get a prescription, sh*t then, i gotta get a money addiction
tell an opp boy, “don’t hate, if you wanna war, great, i’ll do it like nixon”
if that place holy like a christian, holdin’ my waist, now i feel like ‘gician
tell a bad b, “f*cks sake, not every day date, go get in the kitchen”
she don’t wanna stay in house, that’s prison, she just wanna shake it down like brixton
tell a bad b, “f*cks sake, not every day date, go get in the kitchen”
she don’t wanna stay in house, that’s prison, shake it down like—

[chorus]
i’m still trapped in the trap, i didn’t make it out
my life’s similar to the money, i’ll make it count
i spend money on video shoots, but the jakes say i’m rude and they take it down
i feel like a chop like thots ’cause ‘nough of my opps wanna take me out
if you didn’t hate me then, i bet they hate me now
music money gon’ buy more guns, mercedes benz and an eighteen thou (eighteen k)
they didn’t wanna play me then, i bet they play me now (d*mn)
if you didn’t rate me then, i bet you rate me now

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