Rules of Survival lyrics

[Intro: Reezy X]
(XA Worldwide)

Øwayy

[Chorus: Reezy X]
Uh
Money, power, respect, Øway
I put a four in my pop wit brodie
Okay okay okay okay
I know they sending they shots
Doing everything they not
Try the gang make sh*t pop (Huh)
All of my rebels they phønks in this b*tch
Try the gang make sh*t hot
You gon' do what you do or you not
Make a move wit my tool, showin my jewels
And I dare a lil f*ckboy to try
Got Dior on my jeans, and my freak
But I came up from juggin’ and robbin'
I could show you the rules of survival
I could show you the rules of survival
I could show you the rules of survival

[Verse 1: Sk8star]
Buh
I wake up and get the f*ck up
Pull out them racks like lets count the sh*t up
Who got the lean? n***a, pour that sh*t up
Who got the bean n***a, boot the f*ck up (f*ck up)
Young n***a boot the f*ck up (f*ck up)
(Yeah) Boot the f*ck up (f*ck up)
f*ck n***a, boot the f*ck up
My shoota, shoot the sh*t up (sh*t up)
Yeah, you all out of luck (What)
You all out of luck (Scrrtt)
My shoota go buh (Buh)
My shoota got sticks
He got a Glock with a di*k
I got this Dolce Gabbana (Bana)
She like she f*ck with the fit (Fit)
I walk out the house, lets take a pic
Send so many shots, I know that motherf*ckin' hit
Yeah just send a dot, we make a blitz
Yeah just send a dot, I get that motherf*ckin' blitzed
[Verse 2: Diorvsyou]
Yeah and I’m spendin racks, I blow a dub in a week
Yeah, but my eyes all bags, I swear I can't get no sleep, yeah
She throwin' it back, I got a lil' hoe on her knees, yeah
She f*ck with the swag, my n***a, I got the ho f*ckin' with me, yeah
And this bih, doin anything, yeah, this lil' ho such a freak, yeah
And I've been rockin' anything, n***a, I wake up and get flee
But I'm in a hoodie and jeans, but sh*t it’s like 80 degrees
Get fly give a f*ck bout the heat
You can try, you gon' die when we meet
My slime wit me clearin' the scene
And I just scored a eight wit lil Reezy
I know n****s would die to do what we do every day, we make this sh*t look easy

[Chorus: Reezy X]
Uh
Money, power, respect, Øway
I put a four in my pop wit brodie
Okay okay okay okay
I know they sending they shots
Doing everything they not
Try the gang make sh*t pop (Huh)
All of my rebels they phønks in this b*tch
Try the gang make sh*t hot (Hot)
You gon' do what you do or you not
Make a move wit my tool, showin’ my jewels
And I dare a lil f*ckboy to try (Try)
Got Dior on my jeans, and my freak
But I came up from juggin’ and robbin'
I could show you the rules of survival
I could show you the rules of survival
I could show you the rules of survival