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letra de make it out - siete7x

[intro]
stuck
(you’re crazy)
stuck in the hole, 3704 (kaddy, did you make this?)
3704 (siete)
woah, gang

[verse 1]
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)
n-ggas love to pop hot sh-t 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 b-tches
hatin’ from a bunch of f-ck n-ggas who ain’t feelin’ me (feelin’ me)
run a n-gga down in these jordan’s with this 40 piece (boom, boom, boom, oh)
i got his b-tch, she want my b-tch, 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 n-ggas didn’t make it to see twenty-three
uh, oh, oh

[chorus]
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
[verse 2]
it’s either, rap, k!ll or hustle
i’m tryna sign a deal, tryna make that sh-t double (make that sh-t double)
my brodie took 136 and didn’t move a muscle (no)
i had to drop a tear for him, sh-t 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, n-ggas 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 n0body did believe, he was super green
now me and chopstax, the state don’t try to pull a string

- siete7x

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