Guardin - ​make it out lyrics

I've got a lot to say
Don't listen to what I say
'Cause everything feeling that
I fucking feel is
Never just honest, babe, never honest, babe
Like woah, oh
I've been following the breeze so
Let me fucking go

Let me go, let me go
I've been tryna find the road
If you get up in my whip with
Me we'll head to my abode
So baby what you doing? I just wanna go home
I can scoop you like whenever
Take you back home in the morn like

We, we, we, we, we could fucking make it out
We, we, we, we, we could fucking make it out
We, we, we, we, we could fucking make it out
We, we, we, we, we could fucking make it out

I said we could fucking make it out
Grabbed me by the face and kissed me
Then we started making out
I was listening to DGD and it was raining out
Voices in my head been asking
"What are you complaining 'bout?"
'Cause everything is golden
I've been in my zone and if you wanna roll
We could smoke it later
Live inside this moment, write it and
Compose it, italicize and bold it
To formulate a
Time to recall, a door down the hall
Another sort a prequel to fit the sequel
I kinda
Sorta feel small, not noticed at all, until I
Wrote a song for it, I wrote a song for it
Here's how it goes, a bunch of weed smoke
I panic
Start to feel so sick down to my toes
I'm manic
Time just feels slow, it comes and it goes
The static
Is all I see though as I decompose
How tragic how tragic
Yeah, how tragic yeah, how tragic
Yeah

Let me go, let me go
I've been tryna find the road
If you get up in my whip with
Me we'll head to my abode
So baby what you doing? I just wanna go home
I can scoop you like whenever
Take you back home in the morn like

We, we, we, we, we could fucking make it out
We, we, we, we, we could fucking make it out
We, we, we, we, we could fucking make it out
We, we, we, we, we could fucking make it out
(Make it out)