survival of da fittest
Singer: 69 boyz
17 years old
bold
tryin' to get my slang on
broke as a joke
uh
tryin' my best to hang on
and if i don't
i'll be a failure
and i'll tell ya
i ain't with that
so forget that!
i get the 9 from the pawn shop layaway
keep it in my pack and the jack men'll stay away
fellas gettin' jealous
hate to see a nigga rise up
they tryin' to size up
but punk nigga
wise up!
i pack my 9
yeah
i'm fine
and i chill with it
shoot 'em in a minute and just deal with it
'cause where i'm from
you gotta buck niggas
if you never want to be an out-of-luck nigga
i only did what i had to do
now they're callin' me the king of the avenue
uhh
i'm shootin' my 9 when i bail
'cause i'd rather go to hell than jail
'cause it's survival of the fittest
yo
it was rough from the start
son
and i knew i'd be a hustler
even when i was in kindergarten
feelin' on the teachers and givin' 'em looks
and steady takin' all the other kids' coloring books
my momma used to try to make me study my work
but i was busy chasin' girls
gettin' under they skirts
and though she raised me the best she could
them whippin's ain't done me no good
and sure
i could play ball like the rest of the guys
but yo
i always had this fear of gettin' paralyzed
and sellin' drugs at the time was the easy way
the easy work
easy women plus the easy pay
it had me feelin' like i would do whatever it takes
to have a car and a woman in a couple of states
cause i'm a professional
and you couldn't knock it
because i had to keep some money in my pocket
it's survival of the fittest
when i was comin' up and runnin' up
the hoochies in my hood never took time
so i took mine
and i thought it would change
and when i got older
they just got colder
and gave me the cold shoulder
but now them hoes wanna skeeze me
just because they see my face on tv
uhh
them hoes be buggin'; they come a-dime-a-dozen
i'm even doin' it with my own cousin
i got hoes 'cause i'm so rich
nigga
never get played and laid by no trick
nigga
they only speak 'cause a brother done peeped strong
i muss my hair like fred and get the hell on
i gots no love for them hoes
and if i did it'd be a drama
'cause
trick
i only love my momma
and never have i sold a yard
but i'd do it if times got hard
'cause it's survival of the fittest
comin' up daily
gettin' richer than rich
and all the fellas in the hood just itchin' to snitch
but i got my stuff runnin' so tight and legit
that the fans can't even make a spirit to stick
so yo
they can go and find another dealer to fade;
i got a business in my name
and my taxes is paid
they only mad 'cause they bussin' they chops
to say that i'm a millionaire because i'm cuttin' them rocks
they can't *fuck* with that
and even when they think they can
i got a set-up so they only get the metal man!
i can't see bein' a letter to them
and locked up just because i'm doin' better than them
i tried the right way
but they kept ignorin' me
saw opportunity
and i went for it
g!
it was smooth and the feds couldn't match me
but now that i'm legit
yo
i know they'll never catch me
it's survival of the fittest
uhhh
and ow that i'm straight with the law
i'm makin' more money than i ever saw
but still
my 9's what i'm alive by
i'm never slippin' to be a victim of a drive-by
but it's still kind of crazy
if i spend two seconds with a girl
she's claimin' she's havin' a baby
and all my girlfriends are black
and they act rude
but if i dated another color
they'd get an attitude
and my moms. yo
bless her soul
alive
and bustin' her ass before 25
got a brother in a rage
uh
she ain't a minimum woman
so why the hell she makin' minimum wage?
i try to give her money
but she won't take it
she says she hates it; she doesn't like the way i make it
i thank the lord i'm alive. all i have to do is survive
'cause it's survival of the fittest
i know the feelin'
i can keep my poise
i got beepers
and all types of digital toys
and i know they think that i am sellin' dope
and wanna keep me underneath the microscope
so they can try and take what's mine
but i'll burn it to shreds
before they get one dime
and to them
it's a hurtin' fact
because it's all insured
so yo
i'm gonna get it right back
and yeah
they lookin' like dummies
they waste they time
plus they waste they taxpayers' money
so put away your house-raidin' tactics
shotguns
ski-masks
and windbreaker jackets
'cause ain't no doors gettin' kicked down
and if it is. then i suggest you skip town
becuase my lawyer's so good
i hope you're packed up;
in the morning
you'll be sleepin' in alaska
it's survival of the fittest