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