Conejo - Survival Mode lyrics

One fleet two fleet three fleet yeah I know ah couple homies that be posted on the end LA King, Russian magazines Brazilian blood line running all through my genes Psycho down my sleeve, got loco love my bleed The Kush is are all I bleed enemigas take heat His decisive move always taken when I steps Cus the streets never forget when I did with that tech Survival mode is how I live everyday I'm paranoid, even where my head lays Cus only one to judge so then I gives ah f** Grab the gauge from C Roca and let it go puck Military minds cus their bloods on the swain Body's lay unconscious so they call it the end of time Call me ah Maluco I was raised in the slums The art of survival is just ah pit with this guns Survival mode, if they ask me Survival mode, just ah glorious me Survival mode, in the LAC Survival mode, is how it got's to be Survival mode, cus life's ah struggle And one second switch, from hustle to hustle Want the duffle, filled with squares The other half of money I don't f**ing care Hoover Park gangsta, is on the mic With the black ski mask get my sh**s all white All night dawg, they hear me in the slums Ese boombox playing, their favorite ones And the guns, handing them out That could show the coast that Mac-11 is out I let it shout, at your vehicle Ese every f**ing move is strategical I get wicked foo, off the Kush I'm lifted And when I spit ah portrait, the pictures vivid That's how I live it, this life of crime I make you wanna listen to this twisted rhymes Cus I got lines, all to his mind Ese bending dope charges and it's all combined Yo sobre vivo, anyway que pueda Ese posted on the block, waiting for that guerra Survival mode, if they ask me Survival mode, just ah glorious me Survival mode, in the LAC Survival mode, is how it got's to be Survival mode, cus life's ah struggle And one second switch, from hustle to hustle Want the duffle, filled with squares The other half of money I don't f**ing care Ghetto snipes from locos, is being well known Cus homies ain't playing put ah strap to your dome I'm in the zone, what you talking about This album got you scared you was running your mouth I got ah female with ah cultry that business partner And after it's over, it gets no stalkers Situation grab the heat, it was under the seat They was moving forward till I fire retreat Muchos Pierden la vida, es como corre el agua Saludo Costa Rica, y Nicaragua La cosa esta caliente, 300 degrees Bullets pa**ing by my head, ah f**ed up breeze Art of war was ah cla**ic, but this one tambien It was real over here, en tu armasen Ese murders get committed for the kilos of water And I'ma stay secluded where my eagle could ball