Survivor (feat. J5)

(Turn me up)

10,000 feet over the city I'll die over, I cried over
Pray the Lord take me higher than weed if I die sober
While I was up, it was chirps and all talking down
On la familia
Killin' us?
Couldn't be that lucky with 9 clovers
Clutched in hand
Raise your fucking hand if you can understand
The weight of greatness waiting
Breaking your neck and a ton of plans
Laid all on this plate for you
Wanting it for yourself
Thanks for the plate, but no steak from you
I'll handle your utensils
This pencil and paper paved a view
So one day you'll see Suli make the summerslam like pay-per-views
Ain't a dude you could say this rude with
Pen equipped with notepad
Toe tags given to po' blacks
No that's enough hate in the world to resurrect and bring Michael Joe back
You never told me, he showed me stuntin' on niggas
And instilled in me I'm Holy but police gunnin' on niggas
Ever since way back in '03 when Kobe dunkin' on niggas
2021 gon jump, I'm Ginobili Duncan on niggas
Suli



Credits
Writer(s): Sulaiman Mausi Jr.
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