Survival Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
They got rich up off a settlement I call it growth development
Yeah, royalty, loyalty I ain't finna tell y'all how Rod got away
with this shit These niggas be fraud
They got rich up off a settlement I was born to get this money
I call it growth development Shit get crazy in the hood
Had to step outside my element Now I'm the trending topic
And all my opps irrelevant Treat my niggas just like royalty
They spoil you me with loyalty Everybody eat
So I'ma hustle like it's four of me All these bitches freaks
We gon' fuck the whole sorority I got the bag first
They treat D1 like priority Came a long way
From poppin' pills to poppin' bottles Came a long way
From fuckin' hood rats now its models Used to ride them Strikers
Now we pull up for a forgiato Ain't no swisher sweets
We stuffin' blackjacks with gelato Yeah, my life is celebrations
Huh Yeah, we just been elevatin' Booked up, got reservations
Hotel suites, hella spaces Free unc fighting hella cases
Closed mouth in them interrogations Yeah, this rap game, yeah, I'ma run it
All the Crips know how I'm comin' All the bloods know how I'm bummin
Ain't no beef without no money LOL, cause niggas funny
Matching coupes, we crash dummies My new bitch a Playboy bunny, yeah
My credit good with all the killers Fuck it, charge it to the gang
We ain't out here chasin' clout We bout the money, fuck the fame
You get killed for bein' cool You better off just bein' a lame
Turnt your back on all your brothers Pussy, you should be ashamed
Neck and wrist is Johnny Dang Private jets and private planes
Foreign money, I'm in Spain I'm satisfied, I can't complain
Big drip, I make it rain Stay solid, never change
Rest in peace to Lil' Tremaine I'ma put on for the gang
I'ma hold it down bout two, three summers Big money, new check
Shit got bout two, three commas I8 doors up
Lil' nigga, this ain't no Honda First lick, froze up
Don't you believe in karma? Yeah, I maneuver around the snakes
Cause I adapted to the jungle I ain't trippin' off the shit
Pick myself up soon as I stumble Soon as I touch a M
We ain't gon' eat no more McDonald's Had to make these niggas listen
That's why I don't ever mumble Do this shit for all my aunties
And my cousins and my uncles I was raised up on survival
Better not let nobody punk you All my life, I had to struggle
But somehow, I remain humble It's gon' be some rainy days
But it's still light, it's half the tunnel
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