Survival Of The Fittest Lyrics

Survival of the fittest

Where I'm from, you kill somebody, yo name hood more weight than planet fitness

Where I'm from, ain't no millionaires, you just don't get it

Where I'm from, it's like a box, they don't think bigger than the city

Where I'm from, them boys will kill you and leave you at yo doorstep

You got switches on your Glock, boy, don't go fed and post that

I'm playing broke, but I'm probably up a ten, nobody know that

I was on Washington Road every single day, wish I could go back

Nevermind, no, I don't

I can't lie, it feel like home

I was with Lil Haiti, was thuggin', who was outside tryna catch a dome

I was so in love with that one girl, I took her back after she did me wrong

And I'm one of them ones, I gotta pour my heart out in every song

I need a hundred for a verse, I need like thirty for a perc

I hate where I'm at right now, but I can't complain, cause it could've been worse

And my life, what it is, cause who I am, I didn't have to rehearse

A lot of folks I used to call my bro, I pass and don't even speak

How you wanna see me win, but you don't even share my music or retweet

Four door, hop out , hit somethin' in a Jeep, mask on, gloves on, finna show you how to tweak

Not a street cat, but I made opp beat his feet, hibachi, I'm finna stir up the beef

Teriyaki, I'm finna give her some meat,

She watchin', I give her somethin' to see

The Glocky', it's probably under the seat, cause we had to run from GSP

I done shook my drug addiction, I ain't took a perc in prolly' like a weak

And I don't even love these women, but I can't lie, I love this girl, and she love me

Survival of the fittest

Where I'm from, you kill somebody, yo name hood more weight than planet fitness

Where I'm from, ain't no millionaires, you just don't get it

Where I'm from, it's like a box, they don't think bigger than the city

Where I'm from, them boys will kill you and leave you at yo doorstep

You got switches on your Glock, boy, don't go fed and post that

I'm playing broke, but I'm probably up a ten, nobody know that

I was on Washington Road every single day, wish I could go back

Yeah, yeah, roadrunner

Only like lil' mama when she ain't got no clothes on her

I take a dyke down to see if she got a pole on her

I hate to take a life, he movin' like he know somethin

Yeah, yeah