Wishlade - Make It Out Alive lyrics

[Hook] Mama told me this life, ain't what it seems Only two things, pick between You can either chase a dollar, or chase a dream It's hard to choose when you stuck between I just hope I make it out of alive Know I just hope I make it out alive No I don't wanna work a 9-5 No I just hope I make it out alive, alive alive [Verse 1] And I'm just yelling out my oh my, oh my oh my Tell you what it's like for a youngin' in the 305, in the 305 Always had a job on the fly, I must provide, I must provide Dreams don't pay these bills, I tell no lie, I tell no lie But I, stay straight, looking to the future like I'm tryna get a hook Writtens every second that I'd jot into a book Everybody judging, I was only tryna cook Guess you keep it to a minimum when n***as wanna look And I'm stressed out Daydreamin' I just wanna be the best out Scratch that, n***a you ain't even on a best route Ice telling me you gotta take a chill pill Got an Ill Will, yes sir, but I'm feeling lit, feeling light, 2am Summer night I don't care, hands on the wheel, and there's nowhere to go Hopeless, on the ropes its more than a choke its hypnosis Got me thinking in the worst way 23 and hating every mother f**ing birthday Gotta find a way out, way out, gotta find a way out Ticking ever minute till the moment when I'm laid out Running out of options, thoughts of me stopping dropping but [Hook] [Verse 2] Word to my n***a all I wanna do is live my life, just live my life See my mama cry, I gotta be the one to dry her eyes , gotta dry her eyes Living with her smile man, you don't even recognize, don't recognize I apologize, know a n***a been a pesticide, been a pesticide But, what would you do when in a middle of young life crisis 17 and already feeling like you the nicest Seeing ever artist you started you started when on the come up Like you missed out and still keep it a hunned' Tough luck save it, back to working on a slave ship Know you need a pay check, better not say sh** f**ed up, you know Move any race here, gotta keep it neato, even through the fake sh** I never been the one to love it or embrace it Fine line balancing the ills of these gauges Tryna find a real in the middle of the matrix Hundred dollar bills make way for our faces, basic One day you gotta face it Until then you chase it going ape sh** Every minute counts, f** being patient Gotta get it now, I don't wanna stand waitin' Left shoulder see Satan, right Angel face of Sanaa Lathan Chose one and pray to God like an OG Could have gave up but [Hook] [Outro Skit] Yes Mom, I took out the Pork chops, and I looked for a job earlier. I'll talk to you when you get home. *Disconnects phone** f**ing up my recording and sh**