Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Survive, artist - M Huncho. Album song Utopia, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 11.04.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: M Huncho
Song language: English
Survive |
| I got rid of the keys |
| I got me some cash, tell Quincy to play the piano |
| Go to the studio, tour a four |
| Pull up at the show and the |
| So many figures, it’s hurting my fingers |
| The Italian fashion, I’m Figaro |
| Shit, it’s only real and my vision, I’m real just like dem alone |
| I had to re-up again, it’s not for me, it’s for my friends |
| Stacks in the bank, I don’t need fame |
| Everyone here, they just pretend |
| I’m for this throne, I don’t contend |
| I’m for my money, who’s making friends? |
| I got a call, I sold a ten |
| I got a call, I sold my benz |
| Go to my house, I don’t pay rent |
| I got this music, I’m going in |
| I got these hoes making me sin |
| Dolce coat, I see how it is |
| I see how it is |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, I see how it is |
| I made a deposit, but yeah I need some more |
| I usually go by myself to settle the scores |
| I usually don’t have the time, the time for a whore |
| I came to the game and, yeah, I open some doors |
| Now I’m thinking about marble and floors |
| Ceiling over my head, but I’m on the clouds |
| Plant a seed in my wife, so I get a child |
| We gotta survive, the shit don’t suffice |
| I got it right, they’re going left, they’re in decline |
| Dolce &Gabbana, I’m up in Havana, the weather’s so nice |
| Living a life, it is so calm, I’m in the skies |
| Ayy, who is this guy? |
| Yeah |
| The money is piling, the women exotic |
| The cube got some bricks, the bricks they be foreign |
| The coupé is foreigner and Hucho is foreign, yeah, yeah |
| Only bosses, you cannot sit here |
| Only some real bruddas in the building, yeah |
| Quarter pound needs trimming, yeah |
| Came up drug dealing |
| Came up drug dealing |
| Came up with no feelings |
| Try hard to go visit, always tryna dodge prison |
| Got stories and they’re chillin' |
| Stories and they’re chillin' |
| But I’ll speak when I make me a million, yeah |
| I made a deposit, but yeah I need some more |
| I usually go by myself to settle the scores |
| I usually don’t have the time, the time for a whore |
| I came to the game and, yeah, I open some doors |
| Now I’m thinking about marble and floors |
| Ceiling over my head, but I’m on the clouds |
| Plant a seed in my wife, so I get a child |
| We gotta survive, the shit don’t suffice |
| I made a deposit, but yeah I need some more |
| I usually go by myself to settle the scores |
| I usually don’t have the time, the time for a whore |
| I came to the game and, yeah, I open some doors |