Dmitriy Kono - Make It out Alive

Ugh, you can hate me I be going harder
Ugh, pouring liquor like I swear it’s water
Ugh, counting money every night
Fucking bad bitches outta spite, ugh


I can make it out alive if I’m willing to
Put my fears behind my back have a winning view
Take a minute to tell you how I fell into
All the pain and suffering turned me to a cynic too
Gotta persevere, won’t stop pushing on
I don’t miss a beat, no prob in my zone
Cutting out the fat put the world on my back
I don’t hustle for the fame hustle for the trap
You can never duplicate the effort I exert
Walking in my shadow you’ll be lost without a word
I was born to sell, you were told to buy
See my Libra scale capture balance that’s alive
Kill your pride, stab it, choke it
Don’t let it breath it’s a weakness they’ll provoke it
I can tell a story or just say I’m thankful
Go from yin to yang, from Cain and to Able.


Ugh, you can hate me I be going harder
Ugh, pouring liquor like I swear it’s water
Ugh, counting money every night
Fucking bad bitches outta spite, ugh

You can hate me I be going harder
Ugh, pouring liquor like I swear it’s water
Ugh, counting money every night
Fucking bad bitches outta spite, ugh


I’ma make it out alive this shit not a game
Dripping gold chain tattooed mid frame
Bet my money on myself made a few plays
Let my records do their work I’ma pull change
Had a few flings double down, no strings
Had to put ‘em in the Uber hand up two waves
It’s a new craze same voice new waves
Dues paid, I don’t give a damn what the news say
See my view stayed on getting loot raised
Now I’m sitting back counting with a Scrooge face
Like it’s two braids chucks on blue strings
Uncle Snoop old school Last Meal loop played
Not a youth phase, it’s a new taste
Walking all around LA with a screw face
Wolfpack Unite circle new preys
Gotta make it out alive ‘fore it’s too late


Ugh, you can hate me I be going harder
Ugh, pouring liquor like I swear it’s water
Ugh, counting money every night
Fucking bad bitches outta spite, ugh

You can hate me I be going harder
Ugh, pouring liquor like I swear it’s water
Ugh, counting money every night
Fucking bad bitches outta spite, ugh

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