Make It Back

You know what it is? Yeah
When you hear that, uh, and

Runnin' the streets as we adapt to crime
Trap my body if they trap my mind
In my prime, 23, lockdown, 23
Dig it deep, when you sleep, even the blind man can see

I was dreaming I was free, by the water, I don't cobble
I gotta dig a tunnel like El Chapo
Yet it's trying to break me down, trying to stop the waves
But they can't box me down, 'til I'm laying in the grave
You know I never squealed like John Gotti, no comprendes
I'd rather kill myself like Aaron Hernandez
I'm thinking about a master plan, I gotta make it back to the fam, Montana

I'm thinking about a master plan, I gotta make it back to the fam
I'm thinking about a master plan, I gotta make it back to the fam
I'm thinking about a master plan, I gotta make it back to the fam (yeah) (oh, no)
I'm thinking about a master plan, I gotta make it back to the fam

DDG, the way I'm hopping out Suburbans, I forgot I'm from the hood
Prices on my head, they trying to get me gone for good
But I'm still in the city, still lit
Whippin' foreign whips, jacket overseas, Paris, France

Get that foreign drip, make a whole M
Split an M with the whole gang
Bad lil' vibe, off the casa, ate the whole thing
Freak shit, I don't say nothin', I just peep shit

I don't backtrack, apologize, or delete shit
I'm really him, they say the future's bright, but it's really dim
Bust down, autumn on my wrist, I can't really swim
I'm arrogant and cocky with this shit, like we in the gym
Really, he not ballin' like he claims, he just ain't real

I'm thinkin' bout a master plan, I gotta make it back to the fam (when you hear that)
I'm thinking about a master plan, I gotta make it back to the fam (when you hear that)
I'm thinking about a master plan, I gotta make it back to the fam
I'm thinking about a master plan, I gotta make it back to the fam (when you hear that)

Fuck the judge, fuck the warden
Tryna give a nigga 23 like Jordan
Tryna put a nigga in the ground like the garden
I should burn this motherfucker down like a forest, oh yeah

But you can catch me in the yard
Just swerve it to the lane like I'm Giannis, are you done?
Thinkin' bout a master plan, I gotta make it back to the fam