Must Survive

Riding through the town with my seat back Rolling Blunts on alert for the dispatch 12 bitch, you can miss with the chit chat Memphis man nigga plotting ways to make a bitch stack Niggas spend 20 bands like that's staks See a real hustler stack stacks nigga that's facts So you ever try to fuck me like Kat Stacks I'mma have to break your ass in half like a Kit-Kat Make a move, that's a bad move Cause when I move, I'mma swink like I'm Tom Cruise White fist super punch to your torso Have you like, "Why the fuck did I try you" Like a genie in a bottle, grant your deathwish Mean mugging bitch your ass ain't scarin' shit And I'm still flipping money like Vegas pimp Memphis boy coming through like the president Hell nah I ain't saying when my pocket broke I go insane plotting' heavy when the money low I mean, shit what do you expect me to do? Just lay around broke as hell with no damn food? If you knew all my thoughts you would need to snooze Cause shit mane when I lose, I'mma still improve I'mma east Memphis rebel with an attitude Very hard in your stomach, yes, I'm hurting you This real shit please don't make me hit the killswitch When high as fuck, I'm more easy to deal with When sober, I'm more likely to snap quick Don Corleone, yeah, I'm on some mob shit Talk like a billionaire, dress like I'm homeless Notice how I don't lose my focus But focus on the wrong shit and wind Up broke with no bitch looking stressed out and lonely (Oh shit) How many licks does it take Before a nigga has keys to my own place Own place where I could kick my feet up Loaf hard, smoke weed with your bitch all day Bet if you had one wish to get your bitch back Bet you'd use your one wish to get your bitch back Give me one wish, I'mma wish for a backpack Filled unlimited stacks, can you picture that, pussy