BIGBABYGUCCI, Better Temperatures - MAKE IT BACK lyrics
[BIGBABYGUCCI, Better Temperatures - MAKE IT BACK lyrics]
It's so much evil in this world
I just pray I make it back
Can't believe where I am
I make a livin' off rap
All facts, I can't even call back
I be tryna press bye but I tend to fall back
My bitch all that, got a face and a back
And I'm faced with a mask, you ain't safe
Get a strap long sleeves and shorts
Get ready for cold summer
You ain't even notice but, nigga
Ya' nose runnin' fresher than a deli
My niggas be cold-cuttin'
Gotta keep it low, these bitches
They know nothin' feelin' like a nose
I'm ready to blow somethin'
I been on this road alone, just soul-surfin'
Gettin' to the bread and thе
Cheese and the broccoli
Feds at yo' door, you a
Highеr than a high-five, sweeter than a Hi-C
Niggas ain't got no swag so they just copy
Bitch on my phone, just leave me alone
I'm just tryna get this bag and just
Make it back home for real
How many niggas that'll fold 'cause a deal?
I'll lose it all, get it back by myself
Shit, I almost expired
Tryna put me on the shelf
Nigga, I was drowning
I ain't even call for help
And I swear it don't affect me
I just float over the beat like a Jet Ski
I'm just waiting for God to come select me
Then I'm goin' home, resurrecting
Bae, what's goin' on? Don't tempt me
I been gettin' too high, I hope you feel me
I be prayin' and hoping that
This the real thing
'Cause I know they hate, they envy
It's so much evil in this world
I just pray I make it back
Can't believe where I am
I make a livin' off rap
All facts, I can't even call back
I be tryna press bye but I tend to fall back
My bitch all that, got a face and a back
And I'm faced with a mask, you ain't safe
Get a strap long sleeves and shorts
Get ready for cold summer
You ain't even notice but, nigga
Ya' nose runnin' fresher than a deli
My niggas be cold-cuttin'
Gotta keep it low, these bitches
They know nothin' feelin' like a nose
I'm ready to blow somethin'
I been on this road alone, just soul-surfin'
Gettin' to the bread and the
Cheese and the broccoli
Feds at yo' door, you a
I just pray I make it back
Can't believe where I am
I make a livin' off rap
All facts, I can't even call back
I be tryna press bye but I tend to fall back
My bitch all that, got a face and a back
And I'm faced with a mask, you ain't safe
Get a strap long sleeves and shorts
Get ready for cold summer
You ain't even notice but, nigga
Ya' nose runnin' fresher than a deli
My niggas be cold-cuttin'
Gotta keep it low, these bitches
They know nothin' feelin' like a nose
I'm ready to blow somethin'
I been on this road alone, just soul-surfin'
Gettin' to the bread and thе
Cheese and the broccoli
Feds at yo' door, you a
Highеr than a high-five, sweeter than a Hi-C
Niggas ain't got no swag so they just copy
Bitch on my phone, just leave me alone
I'm just tryna get this bag and just
Make it back home for real
How many niggas that'll fold 'cause a deal?
I'll lose it all, get it back by myself
Shit, I almost expired
Tryna put me on the shelf
Nigga, I was drowning
I ain't even call for help
And I swear it don't affect me
I just float over the beat like a Jet Ski
I'm just waiting for God to come select me
Then I'm goin' home, resurrecting
Bae, what's goin' on? Don't tempt me
I been gettin' too high, I hope you feel me
I be prayin' and hoping that
This the real thing
'Cause I know they hate, they envy
It's so much evil in this world
I just pray I make it back
Can't believe where I am
I make a livin' off rap
All facts, I can't even call back
I be tryna press bye but I tend to fall back
My bitch all that, got a face and a back
And I'm faced with a mask, you ain't safe
Get a strap long sleeves and shorts
Get ready for cold summer
You ain't even notice but, nigga
Ya' nose runnin' fresher than a deli
My niggas be cold-cuttin'
Gotta keep it low, these bitches
They know nothin' feelin' like a nose
I'm ready to blow somethin'
I been on this road alone, just soul-surfin'
Gettin' to the bread and the
Cheese and the broccoli
Feds at yo' door, you a