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letra de survivial mode! - code blu, drip$tick & where is blix?

[verse 1: code blu]

yeah, i wanna know what they trying for
surviving nothing, ain’t no status tho
i do not f-ck with you rachet hoes
i’m getting money, i’m stacking dough
how you get all that money and crash and blow?
talking ’bout all of that stacking but you really low
why you flexin’ to me when i’m doing the most?
i’ve been surviving, i got it on time
i don’t care bout that sh-t, what you driving by?
passing thru time like 9 to 5
looking like someone who’s telling lies
off of the drugs and it feel like i’m paralyzed
i wanna know how the f-ck i’m alive
i can just tell that you listen to me cuz somehow you can’t get me out of your mind
like woah, yeah, f-ck
i’ma need you to get off of my nuts
all of these f-ck n-ggas i cannot trust
i’m really wiping ’em off like brush
huh, cut ‘еm off
all of my demons they telling mе to just go bury ’em all
like what? i’m outside wit it
yeah, i’ma die winning

[verse 2: drip$tick]
i know that i’m gonna die winning
yeah, most of you not even live winning
b-tch i keep me a cut like i dine with it
oh you broke? i’d be lying if i get it
why they trying to talk about my riches
feel like mario way that the fire hit ’em
all the autotune sh-t, why they trying it?
me and blu we the best, no denying it
yeah, how?
you fell off that quick, you lazy
all that sh-ts fugazi
how? i get paid saying words it’s crazy
say 3 words and they pay me
how? y’all make tracks about these ladies
same ones tryna go date me
how? y’all online just crying like babies
that’s why i don’t do sp-ces
how?
i been in survival mode tryna figure out if i’ll make it
i don’t know where ima go, sometimes you just gotta face it

[verse 3: where is blix? & code blu]

all of these n-ggas, they jokes
yeah, these lil n-ggas, they facin’
and i know these n-ggas, they hoes
i know these n-ggas, they chasin’
and all of these n-ggas, they flows
they really old and basic
swear i can’t mess with you hoes
y’all trippin’ like laces

i know that you wanted the throne
baby, no, you cannot take it
runnin’ the race and i’m skatin’
got a glock with a beam and i’m aimin’
bow!

d-mn, me and my n-gga, we don’t f-ck around

me and code blu, yeah, we shutting it down

d-mn, this pack hittin’, i know that its loud

f-ck a co-sign, yeah, we brought out the sound

they numbers like ocean, that sh-t finna drown

put boy in a pack, turn him to an ounce

caught talkin on gang, he got shot with a round
b-tch! (bye-bye!)

- code blu driptick where is blix

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