Make It Out - Qwanye: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Make It Out

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Make It Out adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Qwanye tarafından 5 Eylül 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıIn The Booth

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümIn The Booth

Çıkış Tarihi5 Eylül 2025

FirmaQwanye

DilEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM86

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Müzik Videosu

Müzik Videosu

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Qwanye Dudley

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Qwanye Dudley

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Qwanye Dudley

Engineer

Şarkı sözleri

I had walked up out my house

Seen a black cloud

Took my gun out, tried to shoot it down

Bullets going through the clouds, what do I do now?

Made a prayer formation with my hands singing out loud

I say I, I know I'll make it out

I say I, I know I'll make it out

I say I, I know I'll make it out

I say I, I, I, I

She slide up on my post, I know she like me in this collar

Cheaper to be yourself, cost yo' peace, extra dollars

Balling in this golden state, I feel like Iguodala

No more wearing all white tees, might throw the suit on like Obama

Hold on, llama llama, red pajama

Built this on my own father

Know more than yo' favorite scholar

Through the dark, I stayed a rider

Through the storm, I kept my glider

See the fake, kill anacondas

See the real, clap hands, applaud them

Say see the real, clap hands, applaud them

I had walked up out my house

Seen a black cloud

Took my gun out, tried to shoot it down

Bullets going through the clouds, what do I do now?

Made a prayer formation with my hands singing out loud

I say I, I know I'll make it out

I say I, I know I'll make it out

I say I, I know I'll make it out

I say I, I, I, I

Sometimes this wisdom make me feel old

Timeless piece, this classic fashion, my idea of real clothes

Life had threw a setback, curveball, inside I cheer me on

I found out how to love myself they prolly think what pill he on

Pockets flat went empty I stopped thinking bout the bills I owe, I tuned into a different song

Car troubles then my phone broke, aye I'll hit you on a different phone

She fake this real frequency, she ran off to a different road

Blocked on the gram, main & the spam I should've knew this though

Halloween she sent a video I peeped her bra was gone

You know me ain't say nothing, you know I don't like to argue

Capped me down, you sold me lies, Damn I should've charged you

Put my head down I get to running like a charger

Put yo head down I cut you off just like a barber

Meditation sit and release all thing I harbor

Then I get to swagging, do my thing, and pop my collar

I had walked up out my house

Seen a black cloud

Took my gun out, tried to shoot it down

Bullets going through the clouds, what do I do now?

Made a prayer formation with my hands singing out loud

I say I, I know I'll make it out

I say I, I know I'll make it out

I say I, I know I'll make it out

I say I, I, I, I

Aye this Mr.500, Bona fide, Mr. G.I.D

That's get it done by any means

I ain't got no enemies it's me vs me

Aye sometimes that black cloud gon' be there

Them external things gon' be in your way

But somethings you can't control

Aye, A wise man once said"Circumstance don't make the man, Circumstance reveals the man to himself"

Just keep that vision in yo' head it's gon' flow in your life just like a river

Gang this Mr.500, I'm gone, Aye ya'll like the video

Written by: Qwanye Dudley

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