Made it Out Alive

作詞 : William Leonard Roberts II/Cheeze/Matthew Burdette

作曲 : William Leonard Roberts II/Cheeze/Matthew Burdette

[Chorus: Blxst]

From nothin' to everything that I asked for

From food stamps to stamps on the passport

Brown bag full of cash and the dash

Hit the gas, get the laws off my ass

Remember all them nights we didn't have no lights

Tryna be a star, I had to earn my stripes

Took a wrong turn, had to make it right

Don't cry 'cause I made it out alive, ayy (Shee)

Don't cry, wipe your eye, don't cry, I made it out alive

I'ma live, never die, don't cry, I made it out alive (Maybach Music)

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]

War stories, my mama made it through the Holocaust

Candle burnin', the people came, they cut the power off

Full of hatred, then come the questions, is the family Satan?

Everybody gotta show they hands, trust me, be patient

Negativity grow like weeds in the flowerbed

Seen Gs turn into fiends, get a thousand years

Amphetamines, the meth told on a nigga steps

Everybody turnin' state, be careful what you rep

Gang signs, then boom, step on a landmine

Disintegrated, was there for your baby man time

I'm tryna show you niggas how this goes

Half of these niggas hoes, puttin' hits on all my foes

****in' bitches on Okeechobee 'cause I'm ridin' full

Makazole ain't comin' home 'cause you niggas told

I'm still a ruby boy, movin' unruly, boy

Sellin' records, but my life a ****in' movie, boy

[Chorus: Blxst]

From nothin' to everything that I asked for

From food stamps to stamps on the passport

Brown bag full of cash and the dash

Hit the gas, get the laws off my ass

Remember all them nights we didn't have no lights

Tryna be a star, I had to earn my stripes

Took a wrong turn, had to make it right

Don't cry 'cause I made it out alive, ayy (Shee)

Don't cry, wipe your eye, don't cry, I made it out alive

I'ma live, never die, don't cry, I made it out alive

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]

Your co-defendant testified and was so passionate

Shedded a tear when I found out you got a lighter sentence, woah

Keep it real, I'm reppin' Black Bo (Maybach Music)

Cuban links, Dominicans, still touchin' cash flow

Where my money? I **** around and have you wet on Monday

Met in London, need a visa, reason I'm steppin' on it

Weapons drawn, you better chill, nigga, this double R

Rolls-Royce, rollin' riders, baby, we come so far

West coast, I bless you niggas with another flow

Dr. Dre prescription, time for another episode

Two-seaters, peaches with me, she in some new sneakers

Gucci this, Gucci that, in the Hills gettin' weeded

Fentanyl by the jar and I think I really need it, damn

I think I really need it

I'm feelin' like a prince still in the elevator

Never leavin' footprints, baby, 'cause I'm levitatin'

[Chorus: Blxst]

From nothin' to everything that I asked for

From food stamps to stamps on the passport

Brown bag full of cash and the dash

Hit the gas, get the laws off my ass

Remember all them nights we didn't have no lights

Tryna be a star, I had to earn my stripes

Took a wrong turn, had to make it right

Don't cry 'cause I made it out alive, ayy (Shee)

Don't cry, wipe your eye, don't cry, I made it out alive

I'ma live, never die, don't cry, I made it out alive