Survivor’s Remorse

Lyrics

[Intro: Eric Bellinger] Yeah It's E [Chorus: Eric Bellinger & Dom Kennedy] They never thought I would get this far But look how far we made it Now I got big shoes on my car (Yeah, I be comin' through) Look how far we made it (Word) Yeah, said look how far we made it (Word, yeah) Yeah, oh (Yeah) [Verse 1: Dom Kennedy] Custom everything, you know how I does it Pockets all hundreds, still on the come-up Lookin' like I'm on already, just gave her my number Won't take long for me to get up in her jaws Watch Boomerang with her, I'm against the law I drive fast, fuck fast, drop cash When I wanna pull somethin' up (Pull somethin' up) Lookin' at the game, who makin' real shit? Just us Ain't no justice, house worth a mil' plus And I'm still around the way, Spike Lee with a brush Dom K on the mic, bitches be feelin' him I don't gotta sing on the track just to get me some I'ma be that nigga for the next few millenniums I'll bet the pussy taste good like a Cinnabon Never play the minimum, YSL denim, uh On the roulette table at New York, New York [Chorus: Eric Bellinger & Jay 305] They never thought I would get this far But look how far we made it Now I got big shoes on my car Look how far we made it Yeah, said look how far we made it (This nigga Dom tried to give me the Don Julio) Yeah, oh (He don't fuck with CÎROC, yeah, uh) [Verse 2: Jay 305] Seven when I seen my first murder Survivin' on dollar double cheeseburgers, damn It wasn't easy, but I'm a fast learner Shit ain't promised, thank God I made it though The ghetto where I'm s'posed to die Jay 305, not from the south, but South Central L.A., L.A. That's L.A., palm trees and AKs Bad bitches gangbang (Where you from? Goddamn) AMG, that's the only Benz Fuck friends, walked in the club past PowWow, OBM Go get, no give-mes, mink when it's chilly California grizzly, aw man (Flip it) 125th, grimy grams (Flip it) Eatin' fish, it's four A.M. (Yeah) Tall model chick in Dior pants, uh I just hope the Lord see my plans, plans, plans, plans [Chorus: Eric Bellinger & Smoke DZA] They never thought I would get this far But look how far we made it (Really) Now I got big shoes on my car (It's big OPM energy) Look how far we made it (RFC) Yeah, said look how far we made it (Really) Yeah, oh [Verse 3: Smoke DZA] All the hate be admiration, they admire the floss Weathered the storm through the decade, got survivor's remorse The bud is legal, livin' regal, all my Cubans is frost Bust down everything, how we do it up north Where's the love in the game? It's like human went lost Bracelets, rivetless, dawg, but it's stupid, the cost We been runnin' shit so long, got me super exhausted Artist, CEO, hustler and I'm corporate Independent mogul since the waviest win (Right) Got a better deal than Baby and Slim (Right) Took a couple L's, I'll never take 'em again They ain't takin' my gems, take my catalog when I spin Charge the rest to the game, took that on the chin Playin' at a high level, dawg, you just a third string Important like LeBron's third ring Lookin' extra drippy, hoppin' out the 'burban (Right) [Chorus: Eric Bellinger & Dom Kennedy] They never thought I would get this far But look how far we made it Now I got big shoes on my car Look how far we made it (High as fuck) Yeah, said look how far we made it (OPM) Yeah, oh (DZA) [Outro: Dom Kennedy] If I was you I'd turn this up Yeah, I'd turn this up Uh, uh