Lyrics:
Homie, you ain't hitting on nothin'
Drop that top when I hit that butt
Pimp so hard it's a full time job
Swear, 12 stacks in my glove box
Bitch niggas,
Drinking on sprite I don't need bottles
Hustle all night my soul been hollow
Pushing on white it's a survival
Stopped doing that now you can't dial
My number
haters too tribal
We playing on survival
The fourth quarter is when it really hits
Day job got me stressed and shit
Up late working second shift
My dream
gonna pull me through
Now with success, I become a target, they wanna set me up
I guess, more money equals more problems
They wanna get me, wanna hit
Kitchen
Ain't no fairy tale ending, just survival of the fittest
Welcome to Hell's Kitchen, welcome to Hell's Kitchen
Where its hell living, them hawkers
Watching time get consumed
Never felt success
Dense weight
This stress
Hold me down
Bench press
Tryna get right, left
Turn in the distance
E-brake next
In the symphony of survival I take my chance
Comfortably depressed yet I strive to be
Melody of resilience a soul set free
In this maze of emotion I'm
in
I'm not the car I drive, no
I'm not the job I work
You can't define my worth
By nothing on God's green earth
My identity is found in Christ,
residue cause after getting fired so many times what's the use
Got my dreams and jobs on a triple beam scale
choosing to stay or leave but i am scared
a lot of Fam' on the road to success
Rest In Peace God Bless
You see there's 8 million stories in the spot I'm from
LB Fam never stop 'til the job
a lot of Fam' on the road to success
Rest In Peace God Bless
You see there's 8 million stories in the spot I'm from
LB Fam never stop 'til the job
Omaha
(Kooliest Erving)
Intro
Federal Reserve Notes bitch I got several
Success breed envy the shit don't change
Get money stick to the script
to ten and my God a success he complete he be giving survival
Giving survival
My god he turnin the dial
We finna walk like the mile
Some people dog
Like
a lot of Fam' on the road to success
Rest In Peace God Bless
You see there's 8 million stories in the spot I'm from
LB Fam never stop 'til the job
of starvation
Due to a total lack of survival
Skills unable even to catch crabs
(which was more Murdoc's forte)
2D had no option but
To eat his former host
too bad You didn't learn to get a job and earn your pay
Should've never even messed with that junk No way, I said, for some, it's like life's a curse
economy
Economies are being restructured
And many jobs will be carried out by AI driven machines
The WEF predicts that by 2030, you'll own nothing
whether you like it or not
Don't even need this job just a document prop
Who am I kidding
I'm made for this shit
I've been craving this shit
I done came
on my rifle
I'm aiming at my rival, sure to leave him dead on arrival
They say it's all about survival never lacking the vitals
So I kill and kill
a Top Ramen cold dinner
If its survival of the fittest, does that make me a sinner?
Don’t make enough funds even have a job
And I'm still broken
at the mirror of the dude
J-E-N-K-O that's me
Uno, dos in the Air that's Peace
Bills need paying, but my Job give a fuck
Late with the rent then I owe 50 more
""What a waste of tiiime!"" (time)
""You should be in school!"" (school)
""Get a real job!"" (job)
""You're acting like a fool!"" (fool)
""Ni**a you
Across the skies the monuments stand
Shrines of wonder, man worshipping man
Computer ethics mock a dying land
Down below like rats in a cage
Success
to hand you every trait
It's yo job to research so I gave it my all
And made my purpose to be the greatest
I'm still on this road
Though I've improved
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