Lil Durk – Make It Out Lyrics

Make It Out

Lil Durk

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"Make It Out." - Lil Durk

Saturday, 24 October 2026, 05:45 pm

Album: Signed to the Streets 2.5

Track No: 03

But if I call you my brother, that mean you my brother
Know I'm sayin', nothin' more, nothin' less
Family
I been hearin' too many rumors in these streets
**** swear they gon' kill us, rob us, all that
But it be the **** that been around us, know I'm sayin'?
Or be around us
We ain't gon' slip up, we ten toes
Know I'm sayin', you know we gotta make it out
That's how we go get it, ay
I get so high, I put these drugs into my system
I love you with all my heart, ain't no probably
You choose your life over your son, that shit killed 'em
I never asked you for anything, just your honesty
How you trade on me like that? I'm your family
And she tryna chase a bag 'fore I had to leave
But two wrongs don't make it right
Get with your dog and make it right, hey
We do pop ups, had my back when I was locked up
I was glocked up
**** hate 'cause they can't stop us
No-no
We was turnt up, gang war can't knock us
Slidin' in those DM's, tryna slide up on the oppas, yeah
I'm so nauseous off them drugs, too high off them Percocets
Tryna follow behind my cousin, I wasn't focused yet
We'll rob the robbers, kill the killas, label us a threat
Extort yo big homie, like we from LAX
I was so high, I wish I replied to LA text
But we had jumped into them streets and made a mess
I was dressin' my homies up for they funerals
Holdin' on they OG's tight, they did the most
Duckin' from investigation, tryna keep my reputation
Give 'em a expiration, lookin' for inspiration
Pray for my generation, fuck Trump, them bitches racist
Bought 'Raris just to race it, yeah-yeah
I get so high, I put these drugs into my system
I love you with all my heart, ain't no probably
You choose your life over your son, that shit killed 'em
I never asked you for anything, just your honesty
How you trade on me like that? I'm your family
And she tryna chase a bag 'fore I had to leave
But two wrongs don't make it right
Get with your dog and make it right, hey
Joke and laugh all day, to stop from cryin'
Keep my gun on me, to stop from dyin'
Can't listen to no rumors 'cause it block my mind
Can't feed into that bullshit, I ain't got the time
I know what I did, boy
This life, I enjoy
While you pretend, boy
This shit, I live for it
Uh-huh
You was hooked on drugs, I was hooked on phonics
Signed to the streets, I ain't never go to college
Asked you for cash, you ain't never say you got it, damn
But I gave you my last, yeah
And I'm the same **** since last year
I told my momma, I can't go down for this case
Got the same lawyer beat R. Kelly piss case
State's attorney want me so bad
At the time, I needed you bad
Told myself, I ain't goin' back
Told myself, can't go like that
I get so high, I put these drugs into my system
I love you with all my heart, ain't no probably
You choose your life over your son, that shit killed 'em
I never asked you for anything, just your honesty
How you trade on me like that? I'm your family
And she tryna chase a bag 'fore I had to leave
But two wrongs don't make it right
Get with your dog and make it right, hey

Writer(s): Durk Banks.

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