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letra de survival mode - m waves

(intro):

(i don’t wanna go h-ll !)
(i don’t wanna go h-ll)
yeah, h-llstein-wavy
this the real hustle, you know what i’m saying
agh!!!

(pre-hook):

get off your caboose, there’s no if’s and some eithers or with buts
free the dawgs, used to be my language ‘fore they ended caged
stocking up on materials in this doggy, doggy world
used to rush little things because everything’s ethereal

(hook):

paid the price for hustling
tryna trap a dozen
had been egging on the carnal more than spirit themes
cause i’m in survival mode, in survival mode
hate to feel this constantly when in survival mode

(verse 1):

bam, spammed inside certain messes, i don’t pig sty
going ham have to bring the bacon home to live right
been surviving since frostbites
ain’t caught in gossip, that’s pneumonias
but noticed the coldening of my heart
crying “is this all in vain?!”
lord take the tears all away cause these streets fugazi
universal credit ain’t gon’ govern my spirit lately
asking, what are the benefits though?
nada from govern officiados (wooah!)
this system make a brother wanna remote, gotta stay in control
(pre-hook):

get off your caboose, there’s no if’s and some eithers or with buts
free the dawgs, used to be my language ‘fore they ended caged
stocking up on materials in this doggy, doggy world
used to rush little things because everything’s ethereal

(hook):

paid the price for hustling
tryna trap a dozen
had been egging on the carnal more than spirit themes
cause i’m in survival mode, in survival mode
hate to feel this constantly when in survival mode

(verse 2):

really gon’ through nights, so primal
watching line ups, eyeing out my tiger
have to crack the codes became much fitter
there are no to little ethics
been constantly restless, by needing some bedding
waking up, pon the wrong side, need to get to right
was in a broken state, living meridians
accomodated staying firm
but chalked something up to obsidians
barely had rock with n-ggas
if i had to go and roc’ a fella in my jays
cause they had a saul spirit
what’s a prince to a king?, mj having no choice
but stop running now, listen!
staying on track is never gon’ be easy
sprint for the lineage, dawg
(pre-hook):

get off your caboose, there’s no if’s and some eithers or with buts
free the dawgs, used to be my language ‘fore they ended caged
stocking up on materials in this doggy, doggy world
used to rush little things because everything’s ethereal

(hook):

paid the price for hustling
tryna trap a dozen
had been egging on the carnal more than spirit themes
cause i’m in survival mode, in survival mode
hate to feel this constantly when in survival mode

- m waves

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