Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Survival of the Fittest, artist - Merkules. Album song Cole, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: BMG Rights Management (US), Merkules, RBC
Song language: English
Survival of the Fittest |
They wanna take a walk in my shoes, but I bet that they couldn’t |
Been a hundred miles of runnin' see the sweat through my hoodie |
They tell me I’m up next and I should be |
Just dropped 20k on my neck «how could he?» |
I ain’t never seen this kind of money |
And it’s funny I’ve been dope from the jump, no bungie |
Back then I was a kid like Cudi |
This is real life buddy, how’d it get so ugly? |
I ain’t gonna pay for the placement, nah |
And I ain’t gonna sign that contract, nice try |
They will never look me in the eyes 'cause its hard for them to see |
They should find they contacts |
We hit sixty million plays this year alone |
And all this liquor keeps fuckin' with my serotonin |
I don’t fear my foes, but I fear emotion |
And I ain’t hard to find, I’m right here, I’m posted |
Staring at this rear-view mirror in focus |
Ready to go to war on my G.I. |
Joe shit |
Wrote the Ten Commandments, I feel like Moses |
They hatin' on me and the team I roll with |
They all in they feelings like yeah I notice |
They think they’re the shit but they can’t uphold it |
The new money means new beef |
But I got satin sheets, so I don’t lose sleep |
Nah |
Merkules |
It’s the survival of the fittest |
So I’m ridin' with my dealers |
Got a couple duffle bags in the trunk |
(In the trunk) |
I told my momma I’m up next |
Hit the bank and pay her rent |
I’m gettin' money, you can hate if you want |
(If you want) |
I’m comin' for their neck |
(Yah-yah) |
I’m runnin' up a check |
(Yah-yah) |
Cause I been on the edge |
(Yah-yah) |
It’s gettin' to their heads |
I’m on the top right now |
And I cannot come down |
I’m gettin' money, you can hate if you want |
If you want |
Jelly Roll |
Big money ties, now I crawl in the truck |
Country boys city slick but I’m ballin' as fuck |
People like the way I spit it cause I’m honest as fuck |
Honestly I kinda wanna fuck Melania Trump |
Got a thing for rich cougars, fully loaded Rugers |
Give cuz three racks, he’ll do something to ya |
Police asking questions, he’ll act like he never knew me |
So you motherfuckers happy that you’re dealing with the new me |
I’m from Antioch, bitch |
I ain’t never been scared |
Place so bad, not even Santa go there |
Runnin' up on me, just know the hammer close there |
You better cut it hort like it was Amber Rose hair |
Before we hit the tours, we kicked the doors |
What the fuck you think I really keep this pistol for |
While are you fucked up? |
Let’s pitch your course |
I know I’m lit like I’m a fucking olympic torch |
Before this rappin' 'n shit, we would package the bricks |
We were wrap 'em and ship, double back 'em 'n flip |
Extra clip for the ones start wrestlin' 'n shit |
Better hit you, make you do an acrobatical flip |
Not to mention and my chic is savage as shit |
She a real boss bitch, she be stackin' them chips |
She get money from them lames then we laugh at them tricks |
In case you wonder how we went and paid cash for the whips |
Merkules |
It’s the survival of the fittest |
So I’m ridin' with my dealers |
Got a couple duffle bags in the trunk |
(In the trunk) |
I told my momma I’m up next |
Hit the bank and pay a rent |
I’m gettin' money, you can hate if you want |
(If you want) |
I’m comin' for their neck |
(Yah-yah) |
I’m runnin' up a check |
(Yah-yah) |
Cause I been on the edge |
(Yah-yah) |
It’s gettin' to their heads |
I’m on the top right now |
And I cannot calm down |
I’m gettin' money, you can hate if you want |
If you want |