Make It Out

My pockets was hurting Had to find me a way to make it out Wash it out wit detergent Blood stains on my shoes when I walk out the house Oh I hurd they was lurkin Imma send my lil Shoota to empty em out Gettin the paper was urgent I'm Rushin for more put my face on the mount Let talk bout bout paper route Might load the account then I empty it out Buy a HUNNID acres now I'm the boss now I'm the man of town Vvs on floss now they shinin they glisten they bliss n they blow They put charts now when they book me a show know I'm bringing a crowd Enough said I'm the shit right now Ice tray on my wrist right now Might steal yo bitch right now Nigga watch yo lip right now Might stop wanna pause that What I'm speakin is all facts Spot a opp found a mole rat Run the rock like in Bo Jack You can't compare to me Trynna build me a legacy All of y'all niggas yall dead to me Pour out all my Hennessy All y'all niggas a damn waist So I'm Smokin my shit to the face Can't wait till I buy me a wraith All the stars block out all of the hate My pockets was hurting Had to find me a way to make it out Wash it out wit detergent Blood stains on my shoes when I walk out the house Oh I hurd they was lurkin Imma send my lil Shoota to empty em out Gettin the paper was urgent I'm Rushin for more put my face on the mount Get the rock and invest it I keep learning these lessons Aint no time for stressin So I keep me a weapon Mama told me keep steppin Take your time this shit not a race You keep winnin if you runnin yo pace All that talent don't put it to waist Make sure they know you great Oh shit euro step fillay Get in paint like AI Trappin night n day time I look like the GOT in his prime You'll get to the top of you climb Keep pushin move mountains All these thousands im countin Nigga f*ck is you Clownin Man you fucked wit the WrongOne Throw a pitch and I hit a home run Pussy ran when he Hurd the lil gun Why you talkin I know you a bum I was destined to shine like the sun My pockets was hurting Had to find me a way to make it out Wash it out wit detergent Blood stains on my shoes when I walk out the house Oh I hurd they was lurkin Imma send my lil Shoota to empty em out Gettin the paper was urgent I'm Rushin for more put my face on the mount