Letra de Survival Of The Fittest - Polo G

(Feat. ["Future"])

Uh, uh, uh, uh

It's survival of the fittest

Dead on arrival, won't leave a witness

We on whatever you on, let's get it

To society, my brother a menace

Know they tired of me, they hopin' I'm finished

Who would ride for me if I wasn't winnin'?

And who would die for me if I wasn't livin'?

These hoes would lie to me if I was in prison

She wanted love, I'm sorry, I didn't

High off of drugs, I'm still on my pivot

Straight out the mud, I ran up them digits

Walk through your club, 100K for a visit

Got some members up above I'm missin'

I'm from where all of the thugs in trenches

My lil' broski, he'll bug, he vicious (Woo)

If I give him a dub, he spinnin'

I brought her 'round the guys, now she gang

You will get traumatized where I hang

And he might be the man where you from, but in lil' foenem eyes, he a stain

No, I can't socialize with a lame

You'll get posterized when I bang

Whether a slave or rapper, it's all the same, you got culturized by a chain

But if we talkin' 'bout rappin' and who is the GOAT, put a photo by it with my name

I gave my bro the keys to the Range

I got a switch, no need for some aim

These shorties'll make you bleed for a name

He ain't gon' never breathe, what a shame

My homies was seventeen, they was slain

That's why I put Evergreen on the chain

It's survival of the fittest

Dead on arrival, won't leave a witness

We on whatever you on, let's get it

To society, my brother a menace

Know they tired of me, they hopin' I'm finished

Who would ride for me if I wasn't winnin'?

And who would die for me if I wasn't livin'?

These hoes would lie to me if I was in prison

She wanted love, I'm sorry, I didn't

High off of drugs, I'm still on my pivot

Straight out the mud, I ran up them digits

Walk through your club, 100K for a visit

Got some members up above I'm missin'

I'm from where all of the thugs in trenches

My lil' broski, he'll bug, he vicious (Woo)

If I give him a dub, he spinnin'

She wanna love, I wanna be rich

Give 'em a dub, they ready to spin

No one been 'round, he hang with the stick

He put a switch on that new F&N

I'm in a fast car, burnin'

Go to Chanel and fuck up a Benz

All this style, I got it straight from the bricks

Keep that for murder, finessin', gon' need it

My lil' brother, he a demon whenever he in a Trackhawk, got nobody on

Ain't no kizzy, I'm just puttin' this shit on

Self-made millionaire off the corner

Got a slayer nigga straight to the point

Lot of players niggas flyer than Jordan

However you want it, we on what you on

Ain't gotta question, my nigga, they goin'

It's survival of the fittest

Dead on arrival, won't leave a witness

We on whatever you on, let's get it

To society, my brother a menace

Know they tired of me, they hopin' I'm finished

Who would ride for me if I wasn't winnin'?

And who would die for me if I wasn't livin'?

These hoes would lie to me if I was in prison

She wanted love, I'm sorry, I didn't

High off of drugs, I'm still on my pivot

Straight out the mud, I ran up them digits

Walk through your club, 100K for a visit

Got some members up above I'm missin'

I'm from where all of the thugs in trenches

My lil' broski, he'll bug, he vicious (Woo)

If I give him a dub, he spinnin' (Gang)

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