Make It Out (feat. T Rell) - AMG Toné & AMG Redd

How the hell am I supposed to feel? Hope I swim good, fuck the deal If I fall I'ma take it down like a pill Why you show me that cold love? Hate the chill Pressure down my spine, ah yeah It's all good, It's not real, it's 4-9 It's all nothing, no, no And maybe you'll find a way to keep me a floating when I can't But you know I won't 'Cause you know I'll Fall too deep, too deep to get outta here Too deep, too deep to get outta here House burnt down, burnt down to the fucking ground I don't even care now if I make it out Can't get out my head, it's the atmosphere Colours change, blue grass like the Lumineers I'm too deep, too deep to get outta here Too deep, too deep to get outta here And how do we make it out alive? I know something, I know something, I know we been here before Cursed you out and then you haunt my shit and leave me furthermore In the dark with this pressure is it over yet my dear Call on God, maybe tarots and cards deliver me from fear I know something, she said something Orange, yellow, white and red I keep waiting, smoking, praying That I won't fall outta heaven no more No more And maybe you'll find a way to keep me a floating when I can't 'Cause you know I won't, 'cause you know I'll Fall too deep, too deep to get outta here Too deep, too deep to get outta here House burnt down, burnt down to the fucking ground I don't even care now if I make it out Can't get out my head, It's the atmosphere Colours change, blue grass like the Lumineers I'm too deep, too deep to get outta here Too deep, too deep to get outta here How do we make it out alive? And how do we make it? Are we committed? No Are you really here to ride or die? Ain't no way we coming out alive Is this what you want? Now for the moment, woah Why are we reckless when we care so much? We never plan to get our hearts involved I just hope that we ready if we fall Fall too deep, too deep to get outta here Too deep, too deep to get outta here House burnt down, burnt down to the fucking ground I don't even care now if I make it out Can't get out my head, It's the atmosphere Colours change, blue grass like the Lumineers I'm too deep, too deep to get outta here Too deep, too deep to get outta here How will we make it out alive?