[Intro]
Empty halls, metal sounds, whispers in the dark
Never thought I'd see you here, tearing me apart
[Verse 1]
Xylophone echoes from my childhood days
Walking past the music room, my world's about to change
Papi counting money where I used to play
Now I understand why we never had to pray
For food on the table, for shoes on my feet
The price of survival playing out on these streets
[Chorus]
Todo lo que hago es sobrevivir (Everything I do is survive)
Hustling music or dealing with life
Like father like son, we're doing what's right
In this game of survival, we all pay the price
[Verse 2]
Love you through the madness, hate you for the truth
Watching you move product where I found my youth
Empty classroom echoes, deals behind closed doors
Now I'm selling verses on these studio floors
Different kind of package, same hustle inside
Learned from you papi, how to swallow my pride
[Bridge]
The system wants us broke, down on our knees
But we keep on dealing, whatever it means
Music or medicine, pick your poison now
We all gotta eat, don't matter how
[Chorus]
Todo lo que hago es sobrevivir
Hustling music or dealing with life
Like father like son, we're doing what's right
In this game of survival, we all pay the price
[Outro]
Empty halls, metal sounds, whispers fade away
Every deal we make is just another way to stay
Alive, alive, alive...