Jb Jefe - Survival of the Fittest (feat. Kev Pe$o) Lyrics

They ain't in the streets niggas internet
Niggas acting like they been threat
I don't see no one in my lane
I get so deep I get into depth

Niggas owe money ya'll into dept
Ima spit shit like I never left
Open her legs Ima enter that

Im all in her guts like a backwood
How you privileged & act hood
These niggas talk behind macbooks
These niggas speak behind iPhones

I treat you niggas like aids for real all of you niggas gon die slow
I'll f*ck your buzz up like a typo
Killin these niggas like Michael
Blowing money like the wind put it in the circle come back like cyclone

You make the music for fun I do it for funds I gotta invest
I feel like tuPAC in the flesh
I aim for the head or pop at your chest
You run with the serve & protect
I'm all bout cream & the art of finesse

The eye of the tiger survival
Money gon stay the desire
Bitch Im on flames I'm on fire
You niggas on murder for hire

I put my faith in a god
But I don't believe in the Bible
I'm all of you new niggas idols
Only the fittest survive though

Eye of the tiger survival
Money gone stay the desire
If you a king then consider me god
And I swear I on my life that's my title

You niggas thought you could rival
You a pistol I'm a rifle
They just scared for my arrival
Live and die but you are lifeless

Living them lies in the Bible
Niggas been snitching bitches been playing
So don't say I changed cause I'm righteous
If you don't understand

Ima be honest this life is not something you're promised
Bleeding I cremate these niggas they see it
I'm hot like a furnace you got no deterrence
Your life is a burden You act Like you urban

But really confused I feel it you hurting
I speak like a sermon
When I am conversing
Your body is purging

I see it you nervous
Your soul got no courage
Your love got no backbone
You think through your church

With no reimbursement
Could write this in cursive
I know that you cursed
Needa admit it you know I deserve it hit you where it hurts

I'm holding the torch
No olympics niggas running the scorch
Feel like da Vinci make it through the code
Pushing vibrations you feeling the force

Ripping through atoms you losing the source
Kill your decisions I feel like the lord
You can not kill me you feeling the soul
And if I kill you there won't be remorse

Eye of the tiger survival
Money gone stay the desire
If you a king then Consider me god
And I swear I on my life that's my title

You niggas thought you could rival
You a pistol I'm a rifle
They just scared for my arrival
Live and die but you are lifeless

The eye of the tiger survival
Money gon stay the desire
Bitch Im on flames I'm on fire
You niggas on murder for hire

I put my faith in a god
But I don't believe in the Bible
I'm all of you new niggas idols
Only the fittest survive though