| (India
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| Mommy, India got the beats…)
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| Tennis chain, a hundred and ten thousand (A hundred and ten thousand)
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| We took some losses, spent some money, but we still ballin' (Still ballin')
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| Know when they hatin', straight from the gutter, I forever call it (Forever
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| call it)
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| These niggas hatin', know they just wanna see my career fallin' (Wan' see me
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| fall)
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| He don’t wanna see you with more money than him, that ain’t your man
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| I take these Percs and pop that X like I depend
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| The way they crossed us, I swear it drive me insane
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| They drained my bank, they thought they took me out the game
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| I came back runnin' with some
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| Top shottas, I paid 'em top dollars
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| Livin' like a Rough Rider, they locked him up for violence
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| He came back like a survivor, yeah
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| He came back like a survivor, yeah
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| He fell out of love, now he can never trust
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| They told him lies, he was depressed, they thought he gave it up
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| He came back like a survivor, yeah
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| He came back like a survivor, yeah
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| Pulled off in a Maybach (C'mon)
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| I came back whippin' the Rolls (In a Rolls)
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| I been betrayed by these niggas and hoes
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| But this is the life that I chose, yeah
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| Out the top of the roof in the middle the road, yeah
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| Forever slidin' 'bout my bros, yeah
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| Screamin' out, right or wrong, yeah
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| We gon' bust a nigga dome, yeah
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| Bullets flyin' like an army
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| Convicted felon bear arms and
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| Shoot the burner, hold it steady
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| Hit a nigga in the arm and leg
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| Hunger Games, Armageddon
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| You broke your promise, you was wrong for that
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| Went to jail all behind your love
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| Laid down and I came back
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| Steady scopin' (Scopin')
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| Wipe a nigga’s nose, I say slatt
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| I’m steady workin', since I made it out that North I ain’t look back
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| Jail time and the prayers on lockdown, writing songs on the rec
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| Now I’m boardin' on the jet with a Glock-9 and a bag full of recs
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| Talkin' down used to drive me insane
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| When I know I stayed true to this game
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| Bitches playin', steady sayin' my name
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| Niggas playin', we be slangin' that thing
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| I’m growin' up, tryna grow as man
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| Maintaining, elevating my brain
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| I know that I’m great so I’m never gon' settle
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| Won’t value the money, won’t value no change
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| Steady scopin' (Scopin')
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| Wipe a nigga’s nose, I say slatt
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| This for Dumpspin, every dime that I got to bring him back
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| Ran up my money, all my songs gon' have them racks and that’s a fact (I ain’t
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| lyin')
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| I told D to do his time then come back grindin' with some
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| Top shottas, I paid 'em top dollars
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| Livin' like a Rough Rider, they locked him up for violence
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| He came back like a survivor, yeah
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| He came back like a survivor, yeah
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| He fell out of love, now he can never trust
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| They told him lies, he was depressed, they thought he gave it up
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| He came back like a survivor, yeah
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| He came back like a survivor, yeah
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| Top shottas, I paid 'em top dollars
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| Livin' like a Rough Rider, they locked him up for violence
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| He came back like a survivor, yeah
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| He came back like a survivor, yeah
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| He fell out of love, now he can never trust
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| They told him lies, he was depressed, they thought he gave it up
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| He came back like a survivor, yeah
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| He came back like a survivor, yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Survivor , by - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Song from the album Realer, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп