Make It Out Songtext
von Lil Durk

But if I call you my brother that mean you my brother, know I′m sayin'?
Nothin′ more, nothin' less, family
I been hearin' too many rumors in these streets, niggas tryin′ kill us, rob us, all that
But it be the niggas that been around us, know I′m sayin'?
Or be around us, we ain′t gon' slip up, we ten toes (Remy)
Know I′m sayin'? Know we gotta make it out
That′s how they gon' get it (yeah-yeah)

I get so high I put these drugs into my system
I love you with all my heart, ain't no probably
You choose yo′ life over yo′ son, that shit killed him
I never asked you for anythin', just yo′ honesty

How you trade on me like that? I'm yo′ family
And she tried to chase a bag 'fore I had to leave
But two wrongs don′t make it right
Get with yo' dawg and make it right

We do pop-ups, had my back when I was locked up, I was Glocked up
Niggas hate 'cause they can′t stop us, no, no
We was turnt up, gang war can′t knock us
Slidin' in ′em DMs, tryna slide up on the oppas, yeah


I'm so nauseous off them drugs, too high off them Percocets
Tryna follow behind my cousin, I wasn′t focused yet
We would rob the robbers, kill the killers, label us a threat
Extort yo' big homie, like we from LAX

I was so high, I wish I replied to LA text
But we had jumped into them streets and made a mess
I was dressin′ my homies up for they funerals
Holdin' on they OGs tight, they did the most

Duckin' from investigation, tryna keep my reputation
Give ′em my expiration, lookin′ for inspiration
Pray for my generation, fuck Trump, them bitches racist
Bought 'Raris just to race it, yeah-yeah

I get so high I put these drugs into my system
I love you with all my heart, ain′t no probably
You choose yo' life over yo′ son, that shit killed him
I never asked you for anythin', just yo′ honesty

How you trade on me like that? I'm yo' family
And she tried to chase a bag ′fore I had to leave
But two wrongs don′t make it right
Get with yo' dawg and make it right


Joke and laugh all day to stop from cryin′
Keep my gun on me to stop from dyin'
Can′t listen to no rumors 'cause it block my mind
Can′t feed into that bullshit, ain't got the time

I know what I did, boy, this life I enjoy
Why you pretend, boy? This shit I live for it, uh-huh
You was hooked on drugs, I was hooked on phonics
Signed to the streets, I ain't never go to college
Asked you for cash, you ain′t never say you got it, damn

But I gave you my last, yeah, and I′m the same nigga since last year
I told my mama, "I can't go down for this case"
Got the same lawyer, beat R. Kelly piss case
State′s attorney want me so bad, at the time I need you bad
Told myself ain't goin′ back, told myself can't go like that

I get so high I put these drugs into my system
I love you with all my heart, ain′t no probably
You choose yo' life over yo' son, that shit killed him
I never asked you for anythin′, just yo′ honesty

How you trade on me like that? I'm yo′ family
And she tried to chase a bag 'fore I had to leave
But two wrongs don′t make it right
Get with yo' dawg and make it right

(Remy)
Yeah-yeah