(feat. Jadakiss)

[Sheek Louch:]

Yeah, no Yankee hat, no New York tat
No New York not on my back
(*##$ I'm bigger than that

Who am I, to walk around like the kinga
Until I don't sell much
Jimmy I Leo gimme the finga

It's survival mother$#&@er
It get dark and cold
You'd be scared to put that hoodie on and walk that road

I drop a lot of jewels
Because that's not my style
I just rip a ^!$$%s mouth

Make it hard to smile
But if I did, id told young to stay on his toes
Don't sign nothing read that %#@! and watch

Don't shoot unless you built for the years you bout to get
Mother$#&@ers will disappear
Matter fact they won't disappear

They gonna stand right there
Like there hand wasn't out from the jump
That kind of %#@! make me grab the (*##$

But I stop and chill
Cause no body gonna be there when it's real


[Chorus:]
It survival in the city
With my back against the wall

See the streets don't have much pity
No one is there to catch you when you fall


[Jadakiss:]
Uh yeah uh yeah uh uh
Some is about money

Some is about riff'n
Depend'n on how you live
See if u can survive different

For the most part all you should do is try to make it
Reality hurt ^!$$% so they try to escape it
Me I just take it and mold it until I shape it

Because before long the wrong things become sacred
Not one to be the one that they clown on
Have your back against the wall

With the chich chich drawn
All because the sucka ^!$$% had a fake frown on
Think about it on every visit u come down on

And it's all from the thirst and
Then it gets worse
Thens there

Life can teach you much more than any person
On that note if you alive get busy
Or you ain't gonna be able to survive in the city

What?
(but there's no where else inside)


[Chorus]