Patrick Cc: - Make It Out lyrics

[Intro: Lil Igloo] (Jackowski) 10on Yeah, woah, woah Shout out SoSo, yeah, Lil' Zaii two times, iLand [Verse 1: Lil Igloo] b*tches fu*kin' wit' my mental, I block it, I show 'em no love The way that I was raised, be respectful but givin' no fu*ks You inside my presence, you toppin' off, givin' no hugs And I've been broken hearted too often, ain't showin' no love [Chorus: Lil Igloo] Personal relationship with weed inside of both lungs You see me, it's some serious sh*t, not doin' no puns (No puns) If we talkin' business, it's business, ain't doin' no fun (Fun) You said you gettin' money but word is, you gettin' no funds I ain't gotta fake sh*t, I ain't gotta play sh*t (No, no) I was broke as hell, had no money, went and made it (On God) Still the same kid who rеcorded in his basement (Got this basеment) Runnin' out of patience, swear I gotta make it out (Ooh) [Verse 2: Lil Igloo] I pray to God you make it home by nightfall (Nightfall), yeah 'Cause if you do not fear, I might fall (Woah) Only talkin' money, if you not, you ain't the right call (Yeah) Let me find his @ and some rays just like I'm Bryce Hall (Woah) She might wanna fu*k me for days inside a 'Cedes (Alright) She might wanna give me her phone, I said, "I might call" (Ring, ring) Swear to God, I'm cappin' for days, you ain't my baby (Hahaha) Block her off of my phone, you ain't the right call (Oh, oh, oh), yeah Too damn high, got no time for the bullsh*t (Ooh, ooh) I don't wanna feel my face, load a full clip (Ooh, ooh, ooh) No gang sh*t but you know I stay ruthless But I'm tryna get my family out of here, gotta move quick And I'm finna get these VVS's one day (One day), yeah Got a ticket to the top, it's a one-way (To the top), yeah The best of the best is still long from here (Yeah) But the bottom, it feel like I don't belong in here (Woah), yeah [Chorus: Lil Igloo] Personal relationship with weed inside of both lungs You see me, it's some serious sh*t, not doin' no puns (No puns) If we talkin' business, it's business, ain't doin' no fun (Fun) You said you gettin' money but word is, you gettin' no funds I ain't gotta fake sh*t, I ain't gotta play sh*t (No, no) I was broke as hell, had no money, went and made it (On God) Still the same kid who recorded in his basement (Got this basement) Runnin' out of patience, swear I gotta make it out (Ooh)