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project youngin – make it out lyrics

[chorus]
i come from a city where a lot of us don’t make it
not because we sorry, but our dreams we’re scared to chase it
and n-ggas sing your songs, but when they see you mug and hatred
and ain’t n0body fakin’, throwin’ guns for their city
yeah yeah, sh-t’s so f-cked up
young project n-gga i’m just tryin’a get my bucks up
they got me f-cked up
own people tryin’a take me out, before i make it out, yeah

[verse 1]
they wanna see you do good but never better than them
can’t put your trust in these n-ggas, no, no
and there ain’t no new friends
i’m with my bros to the end and i’m talkin’ 10 years or better so
we on a mission, got to get it, seen a lot of thousands, now i need millions
i’m on a whole another vibe, ridin’ hard i’m just livin’ my life
sacrificing, put the love to the side, for the money, go hard every night
a lot of these n-ggas be mad, ‘cause they ain’t in your situation
a lot of these n-ggas ain’t real, it’s a whole lot of favors
my hand gettin’ this bag, had the same chances ain’t take them
and n0body gave me a lane, sh-t, i had to create one
you n-ggas like tyson, swagger jackin’ doin’ whole lot of bitin’
i know that you’re feelin’ my sound
with the wordplay i’m one of the nicest
ain’t too many n-ggas like me
ain’t too many n-ggas like me
i’m on a paper route, young n-gga got to make it out

[verse 2]
they do a lot of pretendin’, they don’t wanna see you winnin’
two years later you progressin’, they still stuck at beginnings
a lot of these n-ggas be trippin’, sneak dissin’ over b-tches
acting hard but ain’t with it, fall on their mans and be snitchin’
still swag on their -ss, got a bag on their -ss
i don’t really like to brag, know i make a n-gga mad
it’s a shame baby hatin’, you see the looks up on their faces
when you winnin’ they ain’t clappin’, some of your friends distractions
do a whole lot of askin’, when it’s time gear they be crabbin’
they just mad i’m from the same city
and you out here makin’ moves and they still bullsh-ttin’, yeah
i’m from a city where a lot of us don’t make it
got to keep that iron c-cked, it ain’t no safety
rockin’ shades to hide the pain, i’m still doin’ my thang
i’m on a paper route, young n-gga got to make it out

- project youngin lyrics

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