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Survivor - Anyday lyrics
[Verse 1]
 Call this bitch yor nigga when time is rough
 I lost a lot when you fell, life is hard to bluff
 You think its hell where you at 
 Shit its hell on the streets
 You maintaining in the Bing, I'm surviving to eat
 Don't think am wilding, flexing whips and stuff
 Thinking I'm lost laying down
 Sex for trips and stuff
 I'll admit it I'm use to the finer things,
 We had major names even on the minor things
 Everywhere we went, mad bitches sizing me up
 You know they tight now, shit I get to drive the trucks
 But I wish you were spreading it riding it rough
 I think I miss that more then you buying me stuff
 Since you got knocked your man tried to hollar at me
 And those nigga's you stuck, they throwing dollars at me
 But you know this gaming, and Im just keeping it real
 Holding you down until you back on the field
 [Chorus 2x]
 Feels like I do
 I feel when feeling down
 In the ground feeling down
 It can be most anyday
 [Verse 2]
 Don't worry 'bout these streets I'm conrolling these grounds
 I might slip and miss a V-I but I'm holding it down
 Got the kids to take care its hard out here
 And its tearing my heart to play my part out here
 I seen that snitch and you know I got plots 4 years
 And your bid make me feel like I got the chairSurvivor - Anyday - http://motolyrics.com/survivor/anyday-lyrics.html
 But ain't nobody tapping this I rather tap my own
 Watching tapes we made while I'm resting alone
 Wishing you home, pictures of you flipping the chrome
 What kind of chic will leave her man when he out the zone
 Me without you is like a stickman without a silencer
 Got me X-ing off days on the calendar
 I miss loading the glock so you could control the block
 I miss watching you work the dogs to tighten the lock
 Think of the time boo pushing it like a 6 double o
 You get your weight up I'm a drain you once they let go
Chorus
 [Verse 3]
 I can see us back on the bricks, me on your shoulder
 Letting bitches know they wishes to have you are over
 So you ring your broads while you locked away
 I know its hard for a nigga on top not to play
 See Amil's the one you kept draped in ice
 I'm the one waiting silk down caked in spice
 Waiting for your calls or my box to vibrate
 Hoping you want me to come scoop you not being more weight
 I fell from Gucci sandals back to no name brands
 From a six and a mansion to beating the sands
 Staying true make ends meet to have enough for the love I take
 All-savage and stuff
 Have a brick where most F.E.D.S. dare to touch
 Fear none to see the cash, and us popping the clutch
 Chopping a Dutch-flip cop twice as much living low key
 A minute then heist and stuff
 If I have to wait while you gone I'm a take what comes
 If you don't see cash, know its hard in the slums
 Cause I ran through the stash and it ain't no funds








