[Chorus: MBNel]
I'm just tryna make a way out, aye
Leave a nigga on the curb if he talking out his neck
I’m just tryna make a way out, aye
Pussy nigga you a nerd, you ain't never popping tecs
I'm just tryna make a way out
Aye, aye, aye
I’m just tryna make a way out
Aye, Aye
[Verse 1: MBNel]
I been reminiscing and thinking about my past
Blessed to see the day and be thankful for where I'm at
'Cause I was looking to the sky and be begging to God why
Sitting thinking by my lonely like looking how time flies
For all of my brothers that I won't get to see again
The top is getting near, I can feel it on my skin
Remember back when we was young writing raps in the garage
Now I'm getting paid to speak every time I drop a song
All the enemies dead, now watch em all adding up
I rather take a charge 'fore I let em clap me up
Remember plotting on this moment, now it's really on my grasp
Remember all them long nights when we plotting on a bag
I'm tryna make it in my moment ’fore I really lose my chance
Can’t believe you switched up, you was supposed to be my mans
Remember running into houses tryna make a couple bands
Remember popping at a couple suckers and laughing when they all ran
I'm just tryna make a way out, aye
Leave a nigga on the curb if he talking out his neck
I’m just tryna make a way out, aye
Pussy nigga you a nerd, you ain't never popping tecs
I'm just tryna make a way out
Aye, aye, aye
I’m just tryna make a way out
Aye, Aye
[Verse 1: MBNel]
I been reminiscing and thinking about my past
Blessed to see the day and be thankful for where I'm at
'Cause I was looking to the sky and be begging to God why
Sitting thinking by my lonely like looking how time flies
For all of my brothers that I won't get to see again
The top is getting near, I can feel it on my skin
Remember back when we was young writing raps in the garage
Now I'm getting paid to speak every time I drop a song
All the enemies dead, now watch em all adding up
I rather take a charge 'fore I let em clap me up
Remember plotting on this moment, now it's really on my grasp
Remember all them long nights when we plotting on a bag
I'm tryna make it in my moment ’fore I really lose my chance
Can’t believe you switched up, you was supposed to be my mans
Remember running into houses tryna make a couple bands
Remember popping at a couple suckers and laughing when they all ran
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