Survival of the Fittest
Milly Stuntin, thats the mission
We goin through the night, we at it, while they wishin
My girl, she tell me Im a looker, thats no cappin
We makin rounds and stackin racks, all while they nappin
This the survival of the fittest
They ain't got no business
Pokin round, they nosey,
They be wondering who Im dating
They be sleuths, didnt know I was intriguing though
Im just a hermit, all I do is work a paper route
Ok, Im runnin up the laps like its a rodeo
They tell me, boy you betta stay up out the studio
Im droppin song after song, blow yall up just like my phone
Had a manager told me to slow up, really dont think so
I got 20s
I want the hunnads
I want the billy band, and shoutout to the hunnies
Yall think its funny
But I aint laughin though
I guess I'm just so typical, might as well own it then, ok
Milly stuntin, thats the mission
We goin through the night, we at it, while they wishin
My girl, she tell me Im a looker, thats no cappin
We makin rounds and stackin racks, all while they nappin
This the survival of the fittest
They ain't got no business
Pokin round, they nosey,
They be wondering who Im dating
They be sleuths, didnt know I was intriguing though
Im just a hermit, all I do is work a paper route
Skip a beat, no rhyme or reason
If we stay the course, they call us decent, yea
Gotta use that time, or fade away
Gotta use that time, or fade away
Hit the stage and leave as runner up
Right up next to number one
Side by side, well look at us
Take that crown, now give it up
Hit the stage, runner up
Right up next to number one
Side by side, well look at us
Take that crown, now give it up
Standing tall on my toes
Wanna blow my phone
Wanting something now
Tryna get that gwop
Tryna chase a flow
While building up a crown
From a dream like Joseph
Watch this road
It can be so cold
Wanna think he'll fold
Wanna say he broke
Wanna think he low
They will never know,
Everything that he gave up, except his soul
Standing tall on my toes
Wanna blow my phone
Wanting something now
Tryna get that gwop
Tryna chase a flow
While building up a crown
From a dream like Joseph
Watch this road
It can be so cold
Wanna think he'll fold
Wanna say he broke
Wanna think he low
They will never know,
Everything that he gave up, except his soul
We goin through the night, we at it, while they wishin
My girl, she tell me Im a looker, thats no cappin
We makin rounds and stackin racks, all while they nappin
This the survival of the fittest
They ain't got no business
Pokin round, they nosey,
They be wondering who Im dating
They be sleuths, didnt know I was intriguing though
Im just a hermit, all I do is work a paper route
Ok, Im runnin up the laps like its a rodeo
They tell me, boy you betta stay up out the studio
Im droppin song after song, blow yall up just like my phone
Had a manager told me to slow up, really dont think so
I got 20s
I want the hunnads
I want the billy band, and shoutout to the hunnies
Yall think its funny
But I aint laughin though
I guess I'm just so typical, might as well own it then, ok
Milly stuntin, thats the mission
We goin through the night, we at it, while they wishin
My girl, she tell me Im a looker, thats no cappin
We makin rounds and stackin racks, all while they nappin
This the survival of the fittest
They ain't got no business
Pokin round, they nosey,
They be wondering who Im dating
They be sleuths, didnt know I was intriguing though
Im just a hermit, all I do is work a paper route
Skip a beat, no rhyme or reason
If we stay the course, they call us decent, yea
Gotta use that time, or fade away
Gotta use that time, or fade away
Hit the stage and leave as runner up
Right up next to number one
Side by side, well look at us
Take that crown, now give it up
Hit the stage, runner up
Right up next to number one
Side by side, well look at us
Take that crown, now give it up
Standing tall on my toes
Wanna blow my phone
Wanting something now
Tryna get that gwop
Tryna chase a flow
While building up a crown
From a dream like Joseph
Watch this road
It can be so cold
Wanna think he'll fold
Wanna say he broke
Wanna think he low
They will never know,
Everything that he gave up, except his soul
Standing tall on my toes
Wanna blow my phone
Wanting something now
Tryna get that gwop
Tryna chase a flow
While building up a crown
From a dream like Joseph
Watch this road
It can be so cold
Wanna think he'll fold
Wanna say he broke
Wanna think he low
They will never know,
Everything that he gave up, except his soul
Credits
Writer(s): Briceson Lamar Lee
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