Had to Survive

Lyrics

[Chorus: T-Shyne] I started on my own and I had to survive A couple women textin', I never reply I knew that I would get it, was never surprised My father used to say, "Keep your eye on the prize" My homie used to say, "Keep your eye on the stove" And now they see us gettin' it all over the globe I remember nights when we ran in them homes I swear we thought the police was tappin' our phones Yeah, I used to sip out the styrofoam Now I'm just a pimp with a thousand hoes [Verse 1: T-Shyne] Thousand of them, please forgive me I'm out in LA, it get faker than some titties But I need a girl to love me for the real me She got a body like Billie Jean Picture her body in the sauna, steam Like a virgin my Madonna clean We make a movie it's a drama scene I told myself no more sippin' lean Lil' baby told me that she missin' me These niggas hatin', they can't sit with me I pity the fool like I'm Mr. T Fuck up a check and I'm gone, shawty gon' strip in the thong I'm trying to get on, I had to right so many wrongs Used to live in the Bronx, now I'm in the crib with the lawn Rockin' that Ralph Lauren (I am, I am) [Chorus: T-Shyne] I started on my own and I had to survive A couple women textin', I never reply I knew that I would get it, was never surprised My father used to say, "Keep your eye on the prize" My homie used to say, "Keep your eye on the stove" And now they see us gettin' it all over the globe I remember nights when we ran in them homes I swear we thought the police was tappin' our phones Yeah, I used to sip out the styrofoam Now I'm just a pimp with a thousand hoes [Verse 2: T-Shyne] I had to get the dough without needin' the loan The road was always rocky, Sylvester Stallone Now a nigga poppin', I'm doin' these shows I'm 'bout to put my niggas all in some diamonds for sure Me and all my niggas just do it for fun I always knew that I was the chosen one Some niggas came to my crib with a loaded gun The night we made it out our lives were good [Chorus: T-Shyne] I started on my own and I had to survive A couple women textin', I never reply I knew that I would get it, was never surprised My father used to say, "Keep your eye on the prize" My homie used to say, "Keep your eye on the stove" And now they see us gettin' it all over the globe I remember nights when we ran in them homes I swear we thought the police was tappin' our phones Yeah, I used to sip out the styrofoam Now I'm just a pimp with a thousand hoes