LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeThe Let Out
Step, stepStep, stepWill I make it home? (Step)Will I make it home? (Step)Only God knows (Step)Only God knows (Step)Inside of the club, on a wall, she was right there beside meCouldn't tell there was danger around meDamn, she blinded me"Please watch your step, " I heard from a concerned gentlemenHe was 'bout my ageWith a face that displayed he was genuine"Be safe, " he said"Heard niggas who was loud in the hallwayBy the bathroom doorThey was plottin' on you and your compadres"So I sobered up quick with a heightened sense of fear in meWhat the fuck you doin' in the 'Ville with no security?Yeah, they'll say they love youBut trust, that don't mean anythingSomebody gon' hate you, for what? It could be anythingThe way that you walk, you talkThe way that you rap, you knowThe way that you put on the 'VilleBut you barely come back no moreMy radar is up, I notice this dude with his hat real lowThe vibe is negative, I'm telling shawty, "We got to go"And at the same moment, I swear that the lights came onThe DJ was yellin' some shit on the microphone, he saidYeah, you ain't got to go home(Oh, you ain't got to go back home)But you gotta get the—but you gotta get the fuck out of hereFuck out of here, fuck out of here, fuck out of here(But you can't stay, can't stay)When the lights come on(Yeah, when those lights start turning on)Everybody, get the—everybody, get the fuck out of hereFuck out of here, fuck out of here, fuck out of here(You can't stay, can't stay, can't stay)Oh, will we survive the let out?Will we survive the let out?Will we survive the let out? Will we survive the let out?Oh, will we survive the let out?Will we survive the let out?Will we survive the let out? Will we survive the—She got the type of thang you can't even find no moreThey play the type of games I don't be around no moreI see some niggas that tyin' bandanas on they faceHop in the trunk, that's where the hammers always layI'm tryna find a way to get to the parking spotFeel like a mile away, I got to get off the blockShawty done stopped and put her hands around my waistAnd told me, "I want you" (Damn)Step (Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, not right now, right now, no)Yes, it happened to me, my nigga(Keep walking, keep walking, keep walkingLet's go this way, right here)And please believe me when I tell youIt can happen to you (Niggas on some weird shit)Proceed with caution, thinkin' they stalkin' your movesPistols be sparkin', leaving your thoughts on your shoesOutside of the club paranoid, with keys in my handHeard the shots ring out, full survival instincts, we ranWill I make it home? (Will I make it home?)Will I make it home? (Will I make it home?)Only God, only God, only God knowsWill I make it home? (Will I make it home?)Will I make it home? (Will I make it home?)Only God knows, only God knows if I'ma ever get back to youOh, will we survive the let out?Will we survive the let out?Will we survive the let out? Will we survive the let out?Oh, will we survive the let out?Will we survive the let out?Will we survive the let out? Will we survive the let out?In a hood near you (In a hood near you)There's a late-night gathering of soulsIn the parking lot shortly after the club close'Cause niggas don't wanna go homeBut it won't be long 'fore somebody start wildin'Shots start firin', and good times turn violentAt the let outOh, will we survive the let out?Will we survive the let out?Will we survive the let out? Will we survive the let out?Oh, will we survive the let out?Will we survive the let out?Will we survive the let out? Will we survive the let out?
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