Soul Survivor

Lyrics

[Intro: Millyz] (Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap, brrt) You ain't put your life on the line for this, you don't deserve it Yeah [Verse 1: Millyz] Smilin' while my diamonds hittin' 'cause I could've missed it They just got my bro appealed, but he still stayin' out the midst Skinny white boy with the muscle, point him out, I get him lifted The breadwinner in my hood, my pockets empty every Christmas Beat the odds and all statistics, you ain't get it, you ain't want enough (Nah) Slidin' in this Ghost, fed investigations hauntin' us (Woah) Bulletproof the Escalade, then Stizzy lift the console up Hundred thousand cash, got it feelin' likе an armored truck You know my shooter from Somalia, fly bitches out, LaGuardia Wе got somethin' by the bouncer that'll tear this whole party up Told 'em my schedule too hectic to go back and forth in texts I'm flyin' back and forth to Texas, but I used to bag the extras Got me prayin' for forgiveness, she love me for my litness But if I ever fail, that bitch'll fall out with the quickness I can't even kick it with these rappers, shit they sayin' soundin' scripted Open scars I shouldn't pick with memories I can't revisit 'Til I'm thirty million liquid (Cash), I don't think I'll let a day slide He was scared to take the state ride and now he play for they side And he on the DA side, pointin' out alleged things My youngin got a chrome heart, he out there lettin' metal ring Wrap this scarf around my face, had to cross it for my faith (Yeah) They tryna prove conspiracy 'cause I know every narco in the state Alejandro in the Wraith, I really got it off of base A quarter million on my flesh, I pray to God to keep me safe [Chorus: Millyz & Meek Mill] Lord, forgive me for my sins, too many crossed me Devils grippin' on my skin, can't shake 'em off me Might shed a tear behind this tint, but you won't see it though (No) So much hatred, made me bulletproof the vehicle (Woo) I'm a soul survivor, shooter and the driver Throw that shit on every night, might mix the Louis with the Prada (I throw that shit on every night) I'm a soul survivor, shooter and the driver Every day, I'm takin' risks, we tap-dancin' over lava, yeah, yeah (Yeah) [Verse 2: Meek Mill] One Glock forty with a hundred clip I've been ridin' bulletproof since twenty-six This shit like the Mafia, you try me, we strike everybody you runnin' with My homie died, I'm talkin' to his mom 'cause I couldn't stomach it (I can't) My other dog got life in the cell, no, I ain't duckin' shit He knowin' I won't never switch, I'm always gon' pick up and shit (For real) Dropped money to his girl a hundred times and I won't touch his bitch (On God) I watch the way they move when I'm outside and they won't fuck with it (I don't) Niggas gon' dick-ride and let you slide, you got a Cullinan Even if you tellin' it, I'm tellin' you, it's evident They will lock you up and give you life without no evidence How the fuck the teacher tellin' me I could be the president? I could show you how you make a million like a specialist Movin' really fast, the old heads started contestin' it (For real) And niggas havin' pressure 'bout some money, stop rushin' it 'Cause this shit that I'm talkin'll turn a broke man into a hustler, for real [Chorus: Millyz & Meek Mill] Lord, forgive me for my sins, too many crossed me Devils grippin' on my skin, can't shake 'em off me Might shed a tear behind this tint, but you won't see it though (No) So much hatred, made me bulletproof the vehicle (Woo) I'm a soul survivor, shooter and the driver Throw that shit on every night, might mix the Louis with the Prada (I throw that shit on every night) I'm a soul survivor, shooter and the driver Every day, I'm takin' risks, we tap-dancin' over lava, yeah, yeah (Yeah)