[Intro: Canon & Xay Hill]
Time to zip another bag, Duffle!
Yeah, yeah (Tell 'em all I made it)
Haha, yeah

[Verse 1: Canon & Xay Hill]
I done been through so much in my life, I'm done diggin', I don't wanna go no more
I done battled depression, was holdin' my weapon, cryin' on the phone, oh Lord
I was sittin' in the parking lot, was goin' crazy, damn, I don't know no more
.38 in my pocket, I had a little rock in my lunch and my soul was at war
Swear to God, I thought I might give up, should I pull the trigger? I'm so lit up
In so much pain, I couldn't get up, drank so much liquor, I couldn't sit up
Throwin' up the bottle, yeah, I spit up, called God, I feared He wouldn't pick up
Till God could tell me "Let's get up", I had demons I had to get rid of
Got me lookin' over my layers, yeah, .45, he was all in my head, yeah
Black light from walkin' on Airs, yeah, had a wife, we walkin' on eggshells
I done thought about it year to year I wasn't gonna make it, take me to the Maker, uh
Give me stones, had me poppin' Percocets, I never thought that I would take 'em (Ooh)
Ooh, I made it, yeah

[Pre-Chorus 1 & Xay Hill]
Under the pressure, but I really made it (I really made it)
Now I'm as strong as a diamond, they say that I'm changed, yeah (I'm changed, yeah)
Bottle was heavy, they said I would cave in
But while I'm still here I'm singin'
You can tell the world that I made it
[Chorus: Xay Hill & Canon]
Yeah, uh, tell 'em all I made it
Yeah, tell the world I made it (Yeah)
Yeah, uh, tell 'em all I made it
Oh, ooh, I made it (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Canon]
I couldn't help but I was feelin' attacked, lost faith, walked away, I was mad
It's funny, I told him I put on his masks, high and high, really feel for the bad
Lord knows I was walkin' in anger, suicide, plus I came with the stainless
Hate the art of politics, all the pain is, 'cause bein' black in America dangerous
My mental health couldn't play wit' us
Stressed all night and all day wit' it, had the blicky, y'all stay wit' it
Get a hashtag on my name in it, police bound to get away wit' it
Shoot to kill wit' no age limit, takin' any n***a with some braids in him
Lord knows my heart was tired of fightin', got tired of workin'
Right race relationship problems, please, COVID-19 got a tight squeeze
Like it regard none, but my cousin died, it weren't no more talkin'
Wrote it up, I just kept on coughin', 'stead of steppin', just kept on walkin', drove me crazy
Tryna' keep above, why they tell me how to float, I feel like Joe
Cousin died in the hospital from a cuh-cuh-cold
Brother got his hands shot with somethin', got him low, we feel like Joe
Wit' suicide on the mantle, let me find a robe, I feel like, woah

[Pre-Chorus 2: Xay Hill & Canon]
I swear my mind feels so lost, yo (Yeah)
I know my heart feels so odd, yo (Yeah)
They see me down, but I ain't lost yet
Tell God "I need You" and I'm still here
You can tell 'em all I made it (Yeah)
[Chorus: Xay Hill & Canon]
Yeah, uh, tell 'em all I made it (Yeah)
Yeah, tell the world I made it (Yeah)
Yeah, uh, tell 'em all I made it (Yeah)
Oh, ooh, I made it (Yeah)
Yeah, uh, tell 'em all I made it
Yeah, tell the world I made it
Yeah, uh, tell 'em all I made it
Oh, ooh, I made it