17 old, bold, tryin' to get my slang on Broke as a joke, uh, tryin' my best to on And if I don't, I'll be a And I'll tell ya, I with that, so forget that
I get the 9 from the pawn shop it in my pack and the jack men'll stay away Fellas gettin' jealous, hate to see a rise up They tryin' to size up, but nigga, wise up
I my 9, yeah, I'm fine, and I chill with it Shoot 'em in a minute and just deal it 'Cause where I'm from, you gotta buck If you never want to be an out of luck
I only did I had to do Now they're callin' me the of the Avenue Uhh, I'm my 9 when I bail 'Cause I'd rather go to than jail 'Cause it's of the fittest
Yo, it was rough the start, son And I I'd be a hustler, even when I was in kindergarten Feelin' on the teachers and givin' 'em And steady takin' all the other kids' books
My momma used to try to make me study my But I was busy chasin' girls, gettin' they skirts And though she me the best she could Them whippin's ain't me no good
And sure, I could play ball like the of the guys But yo, I always had fear of gettin' paralyzed And sellin' drugs at the time was the way The easy work, easy women plus the pay
It had me feelin' like I would do whatever it To have a car and a in a couple of states 'Cause I'm a professional, and you knock it Because I had to keep some money in my survival of the fittest
When I was comin' up and up The hoochies in my hood never took time, so I took And I thought it would change, and when I got They just got colder, and gave me the shoulder
But now them hoes wanna me Just because see my face on TV, uhh Them hoes be buggin'; come a-dime-a-dozen I'm even doin' it my own cousin
I got 'cause I'm so rich, nigga get played and laid by no trick, nigga They only speak 'cause a done peeped strong I muss my like Fred and get the hell on
I gots no love for them hoes, and if I did be a drama 'Cause, trick, I love my momma And never have I sold a But I'd do it if got hard 'Cause survival of the fittest
up daily, gettin' richer than rich And all the fellas in the just itchin' to snitch But I got my runnin' so tight and legit That the fans can't make a spirit to stick
So yo, can go and find another dealer to fade I got a business in my name, and my taxes is They only mad 'cause they they chops To say that I'm a millionaire because I'm them rocks
They can't fuck with that, and even when they they can I got a set-up so they only get the man I can't see a letter to them And locked up because I'm doin' better than them
I tried the right way, but they ignorin' me Saw opportunity, and I for it, G It was smooth and the feds match me But now I'm legit, yo, I know they'll never catch me It's survival of the
Uhh, and ow that I'm straight the law I'm makin' more money I ever saw But still, my 9's I'm alive by I'm never slippin' to be a victim of a
But it's still of crazy If I spend two seconds with a girl, she's claimin' she's havin' a And all my girlfriends are black, and act rude But if I dated color, they'd get an attitude
And my moms, yo, her soul Alive, and bustin' her ass 25 Got a brother in a rage, uh, she ain't a minimum So why the hell she makin' minimum
I try to her money, but she won't take it She says she it, she doesn't like the way I make it I the Lord I'm alive, all I have to do is survive 'Cause it's survival of the
I know the feelin', I can my poise I got beepers, and all types of digital And I know they that I am sellin' dope And keep me underneath the microscope
So they can try and take mine But I'll it to shreds, before they get one dime And to them, a hurtin' fact Because it's all insured, so yo, I'm gonna get it back
And yeah, they like dummies waste they time, plus they waste they taxpayers' money So put away house-raidin' tactics Shotguns, ski-masks, and jackets
'Cause no doors gettin' kicked down And if it is, then I you skip town Becuase my lawyer's so good, I you're packed up In the morning, be sleepin' in Alaska It's of the fittest