Humble Kingdom - Make It Out (feat. Yardboyk, Soweezy & Mbmuddboy) Lyrics

I just left the city won't be gone too long
Way too many names too many homicides
Niggas hit the news before we find out got me stressing out my mind out
I been praying shit don't happen to my guys

And bitch we ain't heard shit nah we not involved
Bro just hit my phone he said his homies died
Unc just hit my phone said he ain't got too long
Ain't trynna let mama know see tears in my eyes

Cuz I don't know, I don't know I don't know
How shit done changed hella fast in my life
Pray bro make NFL never switch and I can't live another bitch cuz all these thotties act like oppers in disguise

Cuz I don't know, I don't know I don't know If I can make it out the three without my guys
Pray we don't go to jail never fail and I can't live nobody else
Except my six cuz for my guys man I would die

This shit just got so deep feel like I'll never see the top
I was kicked up at the crib I heard bro cuzzo just got shot
No caller ID hope it's bro and not an opp
Niggas envy trynna take what's mine and pray that imma flop

So while the tears bleed deep concretes getting hot gotta watch my bruddas back when he be walking in the spot
I'm just trynna do better for my mom and my pops
Dirty bills hit my line said f*ck a part time job

F*ck the drama and the scammers
And mama help me understand it
Boy don't never take for granted what they gave to you
Fake niggas escape the truth
How you forgetting all the time and all the shit I f*ckin gave to you
(How you forgetting all the time and all the shit I f*cking gave to you
Waste niggas escape the truth fake niggas gonna hate me too)

They be claiming that they got you, they be scheming right behind you
And I thought that we was brothers, but you change lanes when it got real
When the change came I bought a meal
Why you change lanes like a side deal
I stayed the same and I kept it trill, and I wouldn't change if I got a mill

I call em my brudda my bro em for life, I'm with my demons, they run through the night
Things getting messy got mud on my eyes
Some niggas down to get me, some niggas down to ride

I told you from like day one, when I met you on the playground,
I told you that I got you, from the huddle man I stayed down
Some niggas down to get you, my niggas got a good view
I'm known as a shooter but I dribble to confuse you

I can't decide who to call my brudda
Hit me with lies playing under cover
I know one thing, that I got you're back
Even if it rains, and that's a fact

See they ain't knowing how it be
That Therapy been in my tree
I caught em speaking on my name but they ain't know about mb
I'm in section with a weapon
Pray a nigga dont start flexing
Shit I'm feelin kinda hectic
Know my nigga been out there stepping
It be like 23 I need my rubber bands
If I pull up to the section I ain't makin no demands
Cuz I grinded for the guap
Imma ball up to the top
Mb on go he never stop
I'm thumping o's right up the block
Up in my city I been ballin with my niggas
I'm bout the business
I been rolling
I be scheming
And if a nigga speakin on me imma run in here
I gotta get it
Know I'm with it bitch I'm dumb

I just left the city won't be gone too long
Way too many names too many homicides
Niggas hit the news before we find out got me stressing out my mind out
I been praying shit don't happen to my guys

And bitch we ain't heard shit nah we not involved
Bro just hit my phone he said his homies died
Unc just hit my phone said he ain't got too long
Ain't trynna let mama know see tears in my eyes

Cuz I don't know, I don't know I don't know
How shit done changed hella fast in my life
Pray bro make NFL never switch and I can't live another bitch cuz all these thotties act like oppers in disguise

Cuz I don't know, I don't know I don't know
If I can make it out the three without my guys
Pray we don't go to jail never fail and I can't live nobody else
Except my six cuz for my guys man I would die