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j. keels - make it out lyrics

tryna make it outta poverty
and have my mama f+ckin proud of me
when i make it out i hope yall don’t start calling me

when i make it out i hope yall don’t start calling me
cause where was yall when i was broke
where were you them days i was sleeping on the floor
i remember them days no one picking up the phone
i remember when you turned yo back on me when i was low
ex girl left me say she movin to the o
say relationships ain’t for her but i guess that ain’t so
now she gotta baby on the way man that’s cold
this the type of sh+t that make you never trust a soul

it’s a cold world and i wanna escape
mama tell me trust the word and pray for better days
being honest mama that sh+t feel like a waste
it’s like things get worst just on the day to day
can’t escape my thoughts that sh+t f+cking with my brain
i’m a f+cked up n+gga what else can i say
it ain’t nothing in the world that can take the pain
guess i gotta thug it out till i’m in my grave
gotta focus up on this money and the riches
maybe money in my bank account can do some fixing
gotta focus on my life i’m the only one gone live it
can’t spend time worrying bout these flaw n+ggas and b+tches

i’m all alone yeah i’m here on my lonely
don’t fall in love man i wish somebody told me
watch who you keep around everybody ain’t ya homie
and when sh+t go down they’ll be quick to change the story
but all that bullsh+t my motivation
can’t wait for the day i say i finally made it
move my mama out the hood into a crib that’s gated
and hear my name screamed when i’m performing on them stages

- j keels lyrics

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