Make It Out Interlude

[Verse 1] Blunts and sandwich bags from the papi's Smoking L's with niggas that brag about catching bodies Thought they caught us slipping, some niggas slid out the alley Oh, that's just our niggas, they knew me before the Cloudy But we paranoid cuz some of our homies wasn't so lucky We had to put a couple on shirts before we seen 20 And faces disappear, all of a sudden it ain't nothing And the only rationale for a nigga is get money Tryna make it out My mama cook but if she didn't then we taking out Shit Sony's round the corner, maybe order China House Either way, just make a way, we gotta grind it out Them roadblocks come every day, just find another route $10 boxes everyday PB's & jelly on Bounty's, we out of plates A couple things I played wrong, I know I made mistakes Only think that I can do now is learn and earn this cake AWWWW