Hope You Make It

For safety, it'll turn out bad if you try to play me

She might get killed, he might get hit up

Hope you make it

In my section, we keep sticks for safety

It'll turn out bad, boy, if you try to play me

Inside my hood, we sell dope to make it, mm

We sell dope to make it

I pray to God, I just hope you make it

I just hope you make it

We put switches on the back of the Glocks for them opps

But this cutter came automatic, how we brought it out the box

I told my five I ain't have nobody, he said it's lonely at the top

I told him, "My ****, that's real, I'm gon' keep my head in a box, I'm gon' focus"

How many kids you got to feed, gangsta? I feel ya, ****

Trapped out in the spot house with them bangers 'cause it's real, ****

It's hard, but make it through, I know you will, ****

Let 'em talk behind your back, you gon' come up, and that I feel ****

Grandma say, "Baby, all you need is faith as a mustard seed," mm

I say, "Grandma, yeah, my faith bigger than a watermelon or a peach," yeah, yeah, yeah

He played you like a ho, by nighttime, mask down and knock him off

That's how we raised, that's on Lil Dave, put shit in graves

Should sell it to you, nah, he gon' wait outside (Baow) and take your face

How the fuck you gon' comment on me at the top? I earned it and I made it

In my section, we keep sticks for safety (For safety)

It'll turn out bad, boy, if you try to play me (Play me)

Inside my hood, we sell dope to make it, mm (Sell cocaine)

I pray to God, I just hope you make it

Hope you make it out

We put switches on the back of the Glocks for them opps

But this cutter came automatic, how we brought it out the box

I told my five I ain't have nobody, he said it's lonely at the top

I told him, "My ****, that's real, I'm gon' keep my head in a box, I'm gon' focus"

Steady gettin' my head dirty, I'm gettin' loaded (Oh, I)

Aston Martin straight off the lot or buy a Lotus

I say, "My mama, I got a Glock, I got a .45 by the couch"

You come in here, better be on it, with all this money in here

Takin' care of the whole Northside if not even they kin to me

Take them sticks, we load up, ride, and murder all our enemies

Sellin' verses like a young **** gotta put ten a key (Whoa, whoa)

I'm made out concrete, here to stay, it ain't no endin' me (No, no, no)

We've been flashin' out with these Glocks

Yeah, twelve murders we done pulled off in twelve months, yeah

Pussy **** with all that stuntin' gon' end up dead (Yeah)

They gon' find you with a bullet shot straight to your head (Baow)

We've been flashin' out with these Glocks

Yeah, twelve murders we done pulled off in twelve months, yeah

Pussy **** with all that stuntin' gon' end up dead

They gon' find you with a bullet shot straight to your head

In my section, we keep sticks for safety

It'll turn out bad, boy, if you try to play me

Inside my hood, we sell dope to make it

I pray to God, I just hope you make it