Praying to Make It Out, Pt. 2 (w. N3wG3n) (feat. Mvrzipan)

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In the day, in and out
Walking seeing all these dopeless, hopeless deadbeats walking about (yeah)
Hoping I don't lose my face as I fucking go around (what?)
Two more years older, much bolder now
Thought I had it made, then I was falling down
Done learned a lesson (yeah)

Going about my life like a race (uh)
Looking to God as my saving grace (what?)
Didn't know before, it's the end of my mistakes
Looking up to God like, "What's the next thing?" (yeah)
Thought it'd be a tragic day, I almost lost the race (uh)
Claim and pave a way for them better days
Now I'm looking up for them options every single day (yeah)
Not focusing on the evil the Devil set in place
I'm here, I control my future now
I was once lost but now I'm found
Thought he won, but I had the crown
It was jagged and rusted for a while, now
Last year, I was sent off into my exile
Miles in the trial and I had a wish
Anxiety and depression got me feeling like a bitch (yeah)
Important life choices that I really had to switch
My life's like a fabric that I always had to stitch
Uh, N3wG3n

Ripped white-tee, my hands have cuts from awful endeavors (ow, shit)
Will time cease? The sand is tough, please pawn off my debtors
This nine weeks, my plans were tucked away, bought and severed (buy it off)
So stick by me and pull me up, my arm is a lever (pull it up)
I'm feeling revolutionary, thinking every mood is scary
Sinking, settling too, I'm angry
See the rest of me moving daring?
Seeking anything moving greatly
Evenings, hella dreams, lucid caring (I care)
Repeat everything, losing barely
Three teams helping you and me daily
Getting sick of the same games, aren't ya? (tell me)
Fidgeting from your brain's pain? Awesome
Shift then sprint down the Bayway in Autumn (skrrt)
Fish, slip, flip, getting carried away in all this (wah)
So mix this shit with the wave of Tame Impala (yuh)
Filling in the craters with great progress
If this situation ain't playing modest
Then I'll kiss ten lips to maybe stay the longest
I start to hope I'll make it home
I'm on a rope and dangling slow
It's almost broke, don't taper more
I oughta fold, complacent soul
I called on those who gave the most
It's all a hoax, you played the role
You're Jon Snow, this game is thrown (throne)
So I'mma grow my faith some more

In the day, in and out
Walking seeing all these dopeless, hopeless deadbeats walking about
Hoping I don't lose my face as I fucking go around
Two more years older, much bolder now
Thought I had it made, then I was fallin' down
Done learned a lesson

In the day, in and out
Walking seeing all these dopeless, hopeless deadbeats walking about
Hoping I don't lose my face as I fucking go around
Two more years older, much bolder now
Thought I had it made, then I was falling down
Done learned a lesson

I'm here, I control my future now
Put the work in
No one gives a f*ck how long you've been at it
No one cares how much you think you deserve it
Put the work in, keep going
Oh, I was also talking about those little recordings on the phone
Oh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (my bad)
I wanna start doing that for, um, for a lot of songs, because
It adds like a really cool, like, background texture (yes)
It like just gives it really good, almost like, world-building, in a way?

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