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Make It Out Video (MV)




Performed By: Lil mavo
Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: Roderick Miller jr, Lorenzo Reeves
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Lil mavo - Make It Out Lyrics
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If I choose to leave, I'm not coming back
If you really want me, where your love at
If you really love me
If you really love
If you really love
If you tryna leave me, better not come back around
I was sliding with fyes, I'm deep inside your f*cking town
I'm the king, I need a crown
Red carpet, run them out
I was trained to run him down
I was trained to gun him down
Bad bitch, slick demeanor
She just want the princess treatment
Slide with fyes, I had to meet him
He gone meet the f*cking reaper
Do this shit here by myself
I don't need your f*ckin' help
Blickas and designer belts
Smoking on the top of shelves
Wont drop a dime, but I'll drop a gem
If I'm in the game, you'll never win
We in Pluto, we don't wanna never end
Captin hook, I can take you to Neverland
Mask on, dead pool
Bodies floating, dead pool
Get nothing but head like head stools
I play for keeps, and I play it cool
And I still can't control myself
F*ck it, take him out
These f*ck niggas just like trash
So f*ck it, I take it out
And I still can't keep ahold of myself
But f*ck it, I made it out
I ran up that money, I swear to God
I had to make it out
And I still can't control myself
F*ck it, take him out
These f*ck niggas just like trash
So f*ck it, I take it out
And I still can't keep ahold of myself
But f*ck it, I made it out
I ran up that money, I swear to God
I had to make it out
I been fighting demons, its hard for me to make it out
Told you ima see you running around and tell the town
Now it's hard for me to trust again I'm like, f*ck you now
I don't want no love, you can keep that shit from round
Nigga ever play, then I swear I'm gone gun him down
Walk him down, face shot you know I love that sound
I don't f*ck with niggas, but you know I love my partna dem
I don't want that weed If that bag, don't got a smell
I know these niggas talking down, my momma wish me well
Don't got no change I left it all at the wishing well
Can't trust no bitch, cause I swear they all can't tell
She lives a dream but this shit is not a fairytale
She screaming free, all my niggas let them out the cell
I hate the world that we live in it's like a living hell
I hate the world that we live in it's like a living hell
I hate the world that we live in it's like a living hell
And I still can't control myself
F*ck it, take him out
These f*ck niggas just like trash
So f*ck it, I take it out
And I still can't keep ahold of myself
But f*ck it, I made it out
I ran up that money, I swear to God
I had to make it out
And I still can't control myself
F*ck it, take him out
These f*ck niggas just like trash
So f*ck it, I take it out
And I still can't keep ahold of myself
But f*ck it, I made it out
I ran up that money, I swear to God
I had to make it out
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English

If I choose to leave, I'm not coming back
If you really want me, where your love at
If you really love me
If you really love
If you really love
If you tryna leave me, better not come back around
I was sliding with fyes, I'm deep inside your f*cking town
I'm the king, I need a crown
Red carpet, run them out
I was trained to run him down
I was trained to gun him down
Bad bitch, slick demeanor
She just want the princess treatment
Slide with fyes, I had to meet him
He gone meet the f*cking reaper
Do this shit here by myself
I don't need your f*ckin' help
Blickas and designer belts
Smoking on the top of shelves
Wont drop a dime, but I'll drop a gem
If I'm in the game, you'll never win
We in Pluto, we don't wanna never end
Captin hook, I can take you to Neverland
Mask on, dead pool
Bodies floating, dead pool
Get nothing but head like head stools
I play for keeps, and I play it cool
And I still can't control myself
F*ck it, take him out
These f*ck niggas just like trash
So f*ck it, I take it out
And I still can't keep ahold of myself
But f*ck it, I made it out
I ran up that money, I swear to God
I had to make it out
And I still can't control myself
F*ck it, take him out
These f*ck niggas just like trash
So f*ck it, I take it out
And I still can't keep ahold of myself
But f*ck it, I made it out
I ran up that money, I swear to God
I had to make it out
I been fighting demons, its hard for me to make it out
Told you ima see you running around and tell the town
Now it's hard for me to trust again I'm like, f*ck you now
I don't want no love, you can keep that shit from round
Nigga ever play, then I swear I'm gone gun him down
Walk him down, face shot you know I love that sound
I don't f*ck with niggas, but you know I love my partna dem
I don't want that weed If that bag, don't got a smell
I know these niggas talking down, my momma wish me well
Don't got no change I left it all at the wishing well
Can't trust no bitch, cause I swear they all can't tell
She lives a dream but this shit is not a fairytale
She screaming free, all my niggas let them out the cell
I hate the world that we live in it's like a living hell
I hate the world that we live in it's like a living hell
I hate the world that we live in it's like a living hell
And I still can't control myself
F*ck it, take him out
These f*ck niggas just like trash
So f*ck it, I take it out
And I still can't keep ahold of myself
But f*ck it, I made it out
I ran up that money, I swear to God
I had to make it out
And I still can't control myself
F*ck it, take him out
These f*ck niggas just like trash
So f*ck it, I take it out
And I still can't keep ahold of myself
But f*ck it, I made it out
I ran up that money, I swear to God
I had to make it out
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Writer: Roderick Miller jr, Lorenzo Reeves
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