Made It Out the Streets

[Verse 1: GMEBE Bandz]
Look
If you want war we gon air em out
Might fuck your girl on her momma’s couch
Chasing that cheese like I caught a mouse
Drink so much lean til I'm on a cloud
Gold on my teeth call it dirty south
I might pull up and shoot up the crowd
I ride through the streets with my burner out
I’ll kill for the ones that I care about
Might lose my life just to make it out
Rather go gangster than fake it out
On the road to the riches, my paper route
Remember stuck in the trap with my apron out
Whippin' up soda then shake it out
If we ever go broke we gon bake it out
You know we gon make it count
Ghetto boys, how I'm living by the G code
Snitchin' once will get your whole life repo’d
Put the pump shotgun to his peephole
For my family, doing it til my feet cold
Tell [?] i promise I'm on beastmode
See my ballin', ain't talkin' bout no freethrow
Go hard, the game givin' me deepthroat
Still drinkin' for the [?]

[Chorus]
Made it out the street, made it out the street, made it out the street, made it out the street, hatin on me cuz i made it out the street, say they want beef we gon give em white sheets, made it out the street i done made it out the street, momma never gotta worry bout her baby on the T, riding with the motherfuckin choppa on my seat, made it out the street, on the 9 over east i done made it out the street

[Verse 2: A-Wax]
I might let her take a pole charge
Then take her shopping at Goyard
Somebody pray for me, oh lord
Don’t forgot to pray for my homeboys
Bodies are all on my resume
Hope y'all are letting that resonate
Yo partner there, he gone hesitate
Do that round me I will send him to heaven’s gates
I made it out of the streets, my mom ain't never been prouder of me
Not since we learned how to cut up the work so much basically half of the powder was free
Bitch over there got an hourly fee
Counting the paper is arousing to me
I hit the stain but they doubt it was me
Or they do know and just ain't as bout it as me
I might belong with a life in state, manufacturing a license plate
Highway to hell got the right of way
Shoot yo ass up in broad daylight and ride away
Made it out the streets but my dawg ain't
In my eyes you can see hella heartbreak
Shots fired man down in the hallway I ain't even feel an increase of a heart rate

[Chorus]
Made it out the street, made it out the street, made it out the street, made it out the street, hatin on me cuz i made it out the street, say they want beef we gon give em white sheets, made it out the street i done made it out the street, momma never gotta worry bout her baby on the T, riding with the motherfuckin choppa on my seat, made it out the street, on the 9 over east i done made it out the street