Polo G, Future Survival Of The Fittest

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)