Make It Out - Intellectual

[Verse 1 - Deep Green]

A few olders only saw me as a runner so I ran them

Besides them, nothing but love for my mandem

Back then, I be talking past tense

I wanted all the fancy things in life but couldn't have them

Now it's light work to go and splash ten

Anything these rappers go and get, I'd probably match them

Or I could've had it way before

Wardrobe's looking like I own half the Burberry store

Beans on toast, I used to eat that loads

Now it's well-done steaks, I'm tryna eat the most

To them bruddas that bе claiming that I'm dead

I might pull up in a Phantom

Have 'em looking likе they've seen a ghost

They said that I was hot from the beginning

Only linked with real niggas, I've got Young Pacs on the riddim

Trapping from a line, I don't need to exaggerate my life

I've got a feeling they be watching cah we're winning

But they wanna see me fall off

All this gold on me looking like it's Fort Knox, yeah it's real heavy

I done came a long way away from them early nights

Feeling like it's one day away, all the hunger and the starvation

To this day it's motivation and they can't break it

I be out there in the thunder as it starts raining

To get paid, my occupation has my heart racing

Pitch until my food's gone

They wanna hear that I was slipping with my jewels on

I pop bottles but I'm sipping like it's too strong

Went from Adidas to Christian Louboutin's

I turned my stripes to spikes

If the price was right I wouldn't mind to sign

A nice contract and give my food a line to fly

Cause even now I ain't satisfied

Until I leave the trap and get to focus on my family life

[Hook - Deep Green]

I don't need to change my friends

I've been in the same old ends

Remember as a younger, going through the hunger

I'll never feel that pain again

So why you wanna hate me now?

Is it cause I'm making pounds?

But I ain't getting no sleep

Running from the police, I'm just tryna make it out

[Verse 2 - Young Pacs]

Dressed good, act cocky

First rule of the road, you've gotta stack properly

Make niggas eat, that's what I call bossy

Cut a nigga off quick if he act dodgy

And if you ain't bro don't come with your chain out

Better lock your door cah your Carti can get drapes'd out

I was broke then, now I'm damn fly

Mad guy, on the move, my niggas there on standby

Real talk, I ain't nothing like these other yutes

It's not just fucking rap nigga, it's the fucking truth

Shotting in my motor, cutting through daytime

To be real I hate crime but this is how I make mine

Discreet but cah I rap I'm a bait guy

Show five niggas how to whip at the same time

For fresh prints nigga you can get a guilty

So I need my money in banks, do you feel me?

But till then I'ma go and get this weight outed

Brought a box and licked it out in straight ounces

This money I stay counting

Yeah I make thousands, why the fuck you think I stay bout it?

And I ain't really worried bout a vocal

I'm that kid who went from local to global

I used to beat down five, soon up six

Real recognise real, Green knows I does this