17 years old, bold, to get my slang on Broke as a joke, uh, tryin' my to hang on And if I don't, be a failure And tell ya, I ain't 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 nigga up They tryin' to size up, but nigga, wise up
I pack my 9, yeah, I'm fine, and I chill it Shoot 'em in a and just deal with it 'Cause where I'm from, you gotta buck If you never to be an out of luck nigga
I did what I had to do Now they're callin' me the King of the Uhh, I'm shootin' my 9 when I I'd rather go to hell than jail 'Cause it's survival of the
Yo, it was rough the start, son And I knew I'd be a hustler, even when I was in Feelin' on the and givin' 'em looks And steady all the other kids' coloring books
My momma to try to make me study my work But I was busy chasin' girls, gettin' under 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 rest of the But yo, I always had this of gettin' paralyzed And sellin' at the time was the easy way The easy work, easy women plus the pay
It had me feelin' like I would do it takes To a car and a woman in a couple of states 'Cause I'm a professional, and you knock it Because I had to some money in my pocket It's survival of the
When I was up and runnin' up The in my hood never took time, so I took mine And I it would change, and when I got older They got colder, and gave me the cold shoulder
But now them hoes skeeze me because they 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 'cause a brother done peeped strong I muss my like Fred and get the hell on
I gots no love for them hoes, and if I did it'd be a 'Cause, trick, I only my momma And never I sold a yard But I'd do it if times got 'Cause it's of the fittest
Comin' up daily, gettin' than rich And all the fellas in the just itchin' to snitch But I got my stuff runnin' so tight and That the fans can't even make a to stick
So yo, can go and find another dealer to fade I got a business in my name, and my taxes is only mad 'cause they bussin' they chops To say that I'm a because I'm cuttin' them rocks
They can't fuck with that, and even when they they can I got a so they only get the metal man I see bein' a letter to them And locked up just I'm doin' better than them
I tried the way, but they kept ignorin' me Saw opportunity, and I for it, G It was and the feds couldn't match me But now that I'm legit, yo, I know never catch me It's of the fittest
Uhh, and ow I'm straight with the law I'm makin' more money than I saw But still, my 9's what I'm by I'm never slippin' to be a victim of a
But it's kind of crazy If I spend two seconds with a girl, she's claimin' she's a baby And all my girlfriends are black, and act rude But if I dated another color, they'd get an
And my moms, yo, her soul Alive, and bustin' her ass 25 Got a brother in a rage, uh, she a minimum woman So why the she makin' minimum wage?
I try to give her money, but she won't it She says she hates it, she like the way I make it I thank the Lord I'm alive, all I have to do is 'Cause it's survival of the
I the feelin', I can keep my poise I got beepers, and all of digital toys And I know they that I am sellin' dope And wanna me underneath the microscope
So they can try and take mine But I'll burn it to shreds, before get one dime And to them, a hurtin' fact Because it's all insured, so yo, I'm gonna get it right
And yeah, they like dummies They waste they time, plus they waste they taxpayers' So put away house-raidin' tactics Shotguns, ski-masks, and jackets
'Cause ain't no gettin' kicked down And if it is, then I suggest you town my lawyer's so good, I hope you're packed up In the morning, be sleepin' in Alaska survival of the fittest