Diamond D, Fat Joe, Fred The Godson - Survive or Die lyrics

Cake cake cake cake cake
I been making cake like a
Nigga work for Drake's so fly I be on G4s
So high that there's never detours
Can't a young nigga sling drugs any more
Without the D's have me sweat out my velours
No t-shirt just with Cubans
On Louboutins Brown
Skin mami screaming you the don
Doors swing different on the coupe
I come a long way from
Just sitting on the stoop
Versace frames I can see it
All paint a picture
Michelangelo paint dripping on the scriptures
And this is just my Sunday whip
Pull out the Range Rover for my Monday trips
And ma' that's just brainwash on the wall
Late nights SportCenter sho nuffs
On the floor crack

Like a slave do or die
Then I'm gonna survive survive or die shit
Like a slave do or die
Then I'm gonna survive survive or die shit
Like a slave do or die
Then I'm gonna survive survive or die shit
Like a slave do or die
Then I'm gonna survive

Went from math class with a tutor
Now I'm tryin' a cop an S Class 2 door
See the ice in this chain near cool off
Ma' show ya ass I'll make it rain dear
(reindeer) , Rudolph
South by Southwest with Louis luggage
My behind the scene could make a movie of it
New Yukon XL the groupies love it
I do it big interior got the Coogi colors
You can roll with me just gotta be paid
Your wife she can go with
Me just gotta behave
Nah man he a hater stay throwin' me shade
The Versace retailer stay throwing me shades
Cos my gift they light a
Candle like it's Hanukkah
I think they name was Candy and Veronica
Now they arguing like Brandy and Monica
You can't see like Stevie with the harmonica
You see me in that party how my wrist shine
Word to Party Arty you know I get flat
Diamond D on the beat with Joe and Raekwon
(Diamond D: And Federico from this day on)

Like a slave then I'm gonna survive
Survive or die shit like a slave
Then I'm gonna survive survive or die shit
Like a slave then I'm gonna survive
Survive or die shit like a slave
Then I'm gonna survive

Hangin' with the homies
Choppin' up rocks, cuttin' hair, buying gear
Flying where? To the luxury parts in France
Nigga pull up your pants, they
See the jewellery on us, they trance
And the bags is like the Scarface movie
10 niggas walked in the bank
Red bottoms on in they Coogi
Buffalo soldiers with bread
Wheel a big nose Benzies
Shop infront of Jimmy's with the Timmy's
Few years later all them gators been paid
Bank accounts look like fake accounts
The wave is the shit
Somethin' that my momma said
Karma is real deal
Either you get on or get killed
Salute the East, pop, welcome to the state
The Bronx put us on from
Diggin' in the Crates
Pay your homage stay in drama
Collect the lama smoking good boy
Pullin' Dawns out in Ferragamos
We the shit, read the shit
Couple legends that live good
Blow your ass up if you flake
It's just a message grown and reckless
Still humble of the jungle
Yeah (Diamond D and Raekwon: die for this necklace)

Like a slave then I'm gonna survive
Survive or die shit like a slave
Then I'm gonna survive survive or die shit
Like a slave then I'm gonna survive
Survive or die shit like a slave
Then I'm gonna survive