Letra de Make It Out - Siete7x

Stuck

(You're crazy)

Stuck in the hole, 3704 (Kaddy, did you make this?)

3704 (Siete)

Woah, gang

Ayy, uh, I made a difference in my section

Kids watchin' me, I really hope they get the message (No, no, no, no)

Prosecutor tryna get me hanged for this weapon (No, no, no, no)

Walkin' down the 7, bunch of anger and depression

Clutchin' on this 45, I send him with the reverend (Send him with the reverend, woah)

Niggas love to pop hot shit until he restin' (Until he restin')

Love it when I see an opp goin', they get the message (Oh, oh)

I need a sze eight in these Forces, we really steppin' (We really steppin')

We pourin' up so much wine, this Tris ain't really hittin' (Facts)

We keep the hittin' bein' amigos just for the bitches

Hatin' from a bunch of fuck niggas who ain't feelin' me (Feelin' me)

Run a nigga down in these Jordan's with this 40 piece (Boom, boom, boom, oh)

I got his bitch, she want my bitch, I'm in a different league (I'm in a different league)

I counted up, I stack it up, she can't believe the trees (Oh)

I came from where niggas didn't make it to see twenty-three

Uh, oh, oh

Uh, I'm tryna make it out

Family tellin' me my songs they favorite now

Times I wanted to give up and just break down

Now I'm on my way, I can't just fake it now (Fake it now)

Uh, I'm tryna make it out

Came from Boston, now I leave 'em faded now

Now I'm pourin' deuces on the plane now

Mama tellin' me to do your thing now, oh

It's either, rap, kill or hustle

I'm tryna sign a deal, tryna make that shit double (Make that shit double)

My brodie took 136 and didn't move a muscle (No)

I had to drop a tear for him, shit could make you humble (Oh, oh, oh, oh)

Like what's your reason, what's your purpose? (Purpose)

Said I'm grindin' (Grindin'), I need a surface (Surface)

I'm from that 3704, where it get grimy

From the hole, niggas trippin', wipe your nose, get slimy

I got my hood up on my back, they dependin' on me (Dependin' on me)

But I'ma ball for the homies that's gone in the streets (That's gone in the streets)

I miss my dog, one call, we bleedin' they feet

This Perc' ain't on, what I'm takin', I need 'em all three

I'm on my way up, but I had to get my weight up

I'm sendin' prayers, to the Lord to block my haters (Block my haters)

'Member when nobody did believe, he was super green

Now me and Chopstax, the state don't try to pull a string

Uh, I'm tryna make it out

Family tellin' me my songs they favorite now

Times I wanted to give up and just break down

Now I'm on my way, I can't just fake it now (Fake it now)

Uh, I'm tryna make it out

Came from Boston, now I leave 'em faded now

Now I'm pourin' deuces on the plane now

Mama tellin' me to do your thing now, oh

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