Blac Youngsta
Survive
[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
Shout out to my mama, she the one that fed me
I don't fuck with my pappy 'cause that n***a deadbeat
I don't respect my OGs 'cause them n***as misled me
Police pulled me over, damn man them bitches scared me
In the hood you gotta survive-vive-vive
And you better not come outside without your five-five-five
Let me find out you playin' both sides-sides-sides
I might pull up on your block and let it ride-ride-ride

[Verse 1: Eldorado Red]
I might pull up on your block with a stick
Pull up in a hotbox, Crown Vic
Jump up out that bitch shootin' five five five
N***a told on me, you gon' die die die
I was in that pen stabbin' n***as to survive
Can't call my mammy, lil n***a I can't cry
I ain't goin' out bad, lil n***a I had to ride
Get this shit brackin', it's gon' be a homicide
Young n***a 'round me, they gon' kill on sight
Shout out to my mama 'cause she always fed me
My daddy smokin' hard, he a fuckin' deadbeat
Took that shit to trial, man them crackers scared me
Every week, can't sleep

[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
Shout out to my mama, she the one that fed me
I don't fuck with my pappy 'cause that n***a deadbeat
I don't respect my OGs 'cause them n***as misled me
Police pulled me over, damn man them bitches scared me
In the hood you gotta survive-vive-vive
And you better not come outside without your five-five-five
Let me find out you playin' both sides-sides-sides
I might pull up on your block and let it ride-ride-ride
[Verse 2: Eldorado Red]
N***as I was loyal to done turned bitch on me
N***as I done straved with done got rich on me
Shout out to the mob 'cause they never snitched on me
Fuck the rap game, shawty all these n***as lame
Bustin' in the crowd if you reach for my chain
Word on the street it's a bag on my head
Get your money back, fuck n***a I ain't dead
I move like a don n***a, Chapo is a vet
Say you lookin' for me, pussy pull up on the set
In the streets all my life, pussy get your ass wet
BG on Youngin got a thirty on that TEC
Won't die 'bout no bitch but I'ma die 'bout respect, no flex n***a

[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
Shout out to my mama, she the one that fed me
I don't fuck with my pappy 'cause that n***a deadbeat
I don't respect my OGs 'cause them n***as misled me
Police pulled me over, damn man them bitches scared me
In the hood you gotta survive-vive-vive
And you better not come outside without your five-five-five
Let me find out you playin' both sides-sides-sides
I might pull up on your block and let it ride-ride-ride