Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Survival , by - Tony Shhnow. Release date: 07.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Survival |
| Yeah nigga, Yung Rel I’m in this motherfucka' nigga |
| Shit niggas minor nigga, everything we do major |
| (Dylvinci got the code) |
| Why everytime I- |
| My bitch major |
| Nigga the whips major |
| Nigga the clientele major |
| Shit, how the fuck you think we got here |
| (Dylvinci got the code) |
| (Hoodrich) |
| Why everytime I get some going you like to call? |
| These niggas change just like seasons, I done seen em' all fall |
| Prepare my soldier for the war, we live this life at all costs |
| (Major out here, fuck nigga) |
| I’m so stingy with that paper, at the bank I need it all |
| It’s survival of the fittest, it’s a jungle on my block |
| Put so much work in these streets, I ain’t never gon' need no job |
| I’m riding around with the S’s came a long way from my poor car |
| I rock CC, VVS, but I keep K up under my arm |
| I told you that this what the bands sound like |
| Be quiet, that’s that loud, I been rolling up this pound, I been up all night |
| I put pressure on these niggas, that’s why they don’t sound hype |
| I’m that big dog in the trap, I bark and they soundbite |
| I mix alotta Gucci shit, I mix alotta Louie shit |
| Ain’t none stupid about me expect my goddamn wrist, damn |
| Money I get that, we got guns like Tip, yeah |
| We ain’t at no carnival but my trap got a brick fair |
| You only come around when I’m up on some |
| You always want some smoke, you finna blow out yo lung |
| Didn’t your momma teach you don’t leave the house with your shoes undone |
| I left the club around 3, with 2 hoes, they know I’m the 1 |
| Why everytime I get some going you like to call? |
| These niggas change just like seasons, I done seen em' all fall |
| Prepare my soldier for the war, we live this life at all costs |
| I’m so stingy with that paper, at the bank I need it all |
| It’s survival of the fittest, it’s a jungle on my block |
| Put so much work in these streets, I ain’t never gon' need no job |
| I’m riding around with the S’s came a long way from my poor car |
| I rock CC, VVS, but I keep K up under my arm |
| (Dj Yung Rel, what it do?) |
| (You're minor, we’re major) |