Countup - Make It Out Lyrics

Hustle lil homie, go hustle
Get it from the mud man you got enough muscle
Keep it by the buckle, majority don't tussle
Saying I'm a zero? I still ball, Russell
How we mess up the beginning, just do right in the ending
Cutting up on beats, press my buttons & I get to the blending
Need a verse, ain't doing it til the trans stop pending
And you ain't no real rapper til the fans start spending
Grew up on pac, that's what made me
Brendas out here still having babies
ICU trauma patient on a daily
Seen grandma mix the coffee with the baileys
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense
So I need a good 6 like I take rent
Still avoiding the cops, where the Jakes went
Spark the Cali, play the beat, watch me shape shift
Get in Khalid mode & make another one
Worth more than a dollar but tell Washington I'm number one
Ill be worth more when the summer done
Know I'll be making the toast when the butter come

COVID got my boy on Ventilation
Bad Investment if you use it for intimidation
Another body in the casket used for demonstration
Have rivals loading up just for preparation
Now his flesh & his breath slowly separating
His brain out his skull, he uneducated
Doctors waiting, No need for a operation
Just another nicca dead to the population
Stress with the drugs, crazy combination
I done Seen scammers, never had a occupation
Need a couple plastics just for the compensation
& Make sure you attach the pin with the conversation

And always out work them, can't beat us
I really write songs with my feet up
Women want to meet up
Talk to the label, they said eat up
I Use to open the oven just to heat up
Better keep up