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I Made It
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Canon
Featuring(s) : Xay Hill
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[Canon, Xay Hill] Time for zippin' up the bag, Duffle! Yeah, yeah (Tell 'em all I made it) Haha, yeah [Canon, Xay Hill] I done been through so much in my life, I'm done diggin', I don't wanna go no more I done battled depression, was holdin' my weapon, cryin' on the phone, oh Lord I was sittin' in the parking lot, was goin' crazy, damn, I don't know no more .38 in my pocket, I had a little rock in my lunch and my soul was at war Swear to God, I thought I might give up, should I pull the trigger? I'm so lit up In so much pain, I couldn't get up, drank so much liquor, I couldn't sit up Throwin' up the bottle, yeah, I spit up, called God, I feared He wouldn't pick up Till God could tell me "Let's get up", I had demons I had to get rid of Got me lookin' over my layers, yeah, .45, he was all in my head, yeah Black light from walkin' on Airs, yeah, had a wife, we walkin' on eggshells I done thought about it year to year I wasn't gonna make it, take me to the Maker, uh Give me stones, had me poppin' Percocets, I never thought that I would take 'em (Ooh) Ooh, I made it, yeah Under the pressure, but I really made it (I really made it) Now I'm as strong as a diamond, they say that I'm changed, yeah (I'm changed, yeah) Bottle was heavy, they said I would cave in But while I'm still here I'm singin' You can tell the world that I made it Yeah, uh, tell 'em all I made it Yeah, tell the world I made it (Yeah) Yeah, uh, tell 'em all I made it Oh, ooh, I made it (Yeah) [Canon] I couldn't help but I was feelin' attacked, lost faith, walked away, I was mad It's funny, I told him I put on his masks, high and high, really feel for the bad Lord knows I was walkin' in anger, suicide, plus I came with the stainless Hate the art of politics, all the pain is, 'cause bein' black in America dangerous My mental health couldn't play wit' us Stressed all night and all day wit' it, had the blicky, y'all stay wit' it Get a hashtag on my name in it, police bound to get away wit' it Shoot to kill wit' no age limit, takin' any nigga with some braids in him Lord knows my heart was tired of fightin', got tired of workin' Right race relationship problems, please, COVID-19 got a tight squeeze Like it regard none, but my cousin died, it weren't no more talkin' Wrote it up, I just kept on coughin', 'stead of steppin', just kept on walkin', drove me crazy Tryna' keep above, why they tell me how to float, I feel like Joe Cousin died in the hospital from a cuh-cuh-cold Brother got his hands shot with somethin', got him low, we feel like Joe Wit' suicide on the mantle, let me find a robe, I feel like, woah I swear my mind feels so lost, yo (Yeah) I know my heart feels so odd, yo (Yeah) They see me down, but I ain't lost yet Tell God "I need You" and I'm still here You can tell 'em all I made it (Yeah) Yeah, uh, tell 'em all I made it (Yeah) Yeah, tell the world I made it (Yeah) Yeah, uh, tell 'em all I made it (Yeah) Oh, ooh, I made it (Yeah) Yeah, uh, tell 'em all I made it Yeah, tell the world I made it Yeah, uh, tell 'em all I made it Oh, ooh, I made it
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