make it out - patrick cc: lyrics
[intro]
yeah, woah, woah
shout out soso, yeah, lil’ zaii two times, iland
[verse 1]
b*tches f*ckin’ wit’ my mental, i block it, i show ’em no love
the way that i was raised, be respectful but givin’ no f*cks
you inside my presence, you toppin’ off, givin’ no hugs
and i’ve been broken heart too often, ain’t showin’ no love
[chorus]
personal relationship with weed inside of both lungs
you see me on some serious sh*t, not doin’ no puns (no puns)
if we talkin’ business, it’s business, ain’t doin’ no fun (fun)
you said you gettin’ money but word is, you gettin’ no funds
i ain’t gotta fake sh*t, i ain’t gotta play sh*t (no, no)
i was broke as h*ll, had no money, went and made it (oh yeah)
still the same kid who rеcorded in his bas*m*nt (basеment)
runnin’ out of patience, swear i gotta make it out (ooh)
[verse 2]
i pray to god you make it home by nightfall (nightfall), yeah
’cause if you do not fear, i might fall (woah)
only talkin’ money, if you not, you ain’t the right call (yeah)
let me find his at and some rays, just like i’m bryce hall
she might wanna f*ck me for days inside a ‘cedes (alright)
she might wanna give me her phone, i said, “i might call”
swear to god, i’m cappin’ for days, you ain’t my baby (hahaha)
blockin’ her off of my phone, you ain’t the right call (oh), yeah
too d*mn hot, got no time for the bullsh*t (ooh)
i don’t wanna feel my face, load a full clip (ooh)
no gang sh*t but you know i stay ruthless
but i’m tryna get my family out of here, gotta move quick
and i’m finna get these vvs’s one day, yeah
got a ticket to the top, it’s a one*way, yeah (to the top)
the best of the best is still long from here
but the bottom, it feel like i don’t belong in here, yeah
[chorus]
personal relationship with weed inside of both lungs
you see me on some serious sh*t, not doin’ no puns (no puns)
if we talkin’ business, it’s business, ain’t doin’ no fun (fun)
you said you gettin’ money but word is, you gettin’ no funds
i ain’t gotta fake sh*t, i ain’t gotta play sh*t (no, no)
i was broke as h*ll, had no money, went and made it (oh yeah)
still the same kid who recorded in his bas*m*nt (bas*m*nt)
runnin’ out of patience, swear, i gotta make it out (ooh)
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