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Make It Out
Rap
Make It Out was released on June 10, 2024 by DAE as a part of the album Steve - EP
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Release DateJune 10, 2024
LabelDAE
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM93

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DAE
DAE
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Da'Quan Adams
Da'Quan Adams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Da'Quan Adams
Da'Quan Adams
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer
Grave.Diggger
Grave.Diggger
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

All these **** ever do is hate and doubt
And these bitches shaking ass for the clout
Get to the cash we ain’t living in a drought
I told my momma that we gone make it out
I told my momma that we gone make it out
Kill the devil
If he rise imma kill em again
Gotta rid the world of evil nah this ain’t t a sin
I’m tired of working 9-5
And I need me a 10
All this weight on my shoulders
And I ain’t at the gym
This shit heavy
Line em up I’ll kill em all if you let me
A stand up misunderstood they don’t get me
And when they can’t understand that’s when shit gets messy
And I can never understand why they why wanna test me
I Step on ya neck crush your esophagus
You losing consciousness This consequence
For ya confidence I’m establishing my dominance killing opposites
You don’t want it bitch
Send you higher than a rocket ship
And I do it all for momma
Need the commas keep the drama
I be smoking marijuana
Where I wanna
If I wanna
Imma bomb ya
And it’s all cause I’m feeling like osma
Have you sweating like the suna
Boy this ain’t what you wanna
Do this
It’s really nothing to it
**** with an attitude
Bitch I’m too ruthless
You truthless
You clueless
I just go stupid
You only get one life
Don’t fuck with me and lose it
Pick a side and choose it
But Pick the right one
Cause you never know when ya day might come
When the daylight run night take yo sun
When you living on the edge life ain’t no fun
My thoughts been tangled
I’m just trying to find the angle
Feeling like I can’t breathe
Life got me in a strangle
But I fight like I’m Kurt angle
To the mother fucking finish
And I need the gold medal
At the end when I win it
I ain’t worried bout a flex
I ain’t worried bout a image
Always been a real **** Ain’t never been a gimmick
Back and forth with the money bitch something like it’s tennis
In life you gotta lose right before you start winning
All these **** ever do is hate and doubt
And these bitches shaking ass for the clout
Get to the cash we ain’t living in a drought
I told my momma that we gone make it out
I told my momma that we gone make it out
Written by: Da'Quan Adams
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