Morrisson - Survivor lyrics

Being a gangster is more than just an image
It is a mindset
A true gangster lives by these principles
We honour our elders
Protect our women and children
And respect the innocent
A true gangster's main focus is money

Yo, every year I keep levelling up
When it comes down to getting shit done
My ting's second to none
I just copped my dream car and
A house on the hill
Even though I look lucky I never had luck
More like put luck in reverse
I've been living my life feeling cursed
Yeah my feet in the dirt
I put my family first
All my family kept putting me last
I can't lie that shit hurt
Fuck a this that and the third, I don't


Cap when I rap, I talk facts
I'm a man of my word
My bird is more gangster than
Most of the mandem and
That's why I'm throwing them
Racks in her purse
The label just paid forty bags for a verse
I gave them eight bars
That's a thousand a word
My opp's line does like a thousand a week and
I just got paid that for rapping a word
They ain't on my level
Spent quarter mill on this
Chain and this kettle
My jewels are rose gold, their jewels are
Copper so we're not the same
We don't rock the same metal
While we're talking prices on Charlie
And weed then I
Cannot be beat like the bass and the treble
My weed is buy a pack
Get one for free and the coke's still
Cheaper than Pepsi and Red Bull
My ting is separate
Looking back on shit, I was too generous
I had my workers on six figure salaries
But still they're so ungrateful
I wish I paid less then
I wish I knew that them
Snakes would turn venomous
Fuck what you heard
I'm a clean hearted gentleman
Give me a brick and I'll ship in the Mexicans
Sit back and watch how I kill it and get it
You ain't getting dough, you're irrelevant
Five car convoy, I move like the president
You're not involved blud
You're just a civilian
We're from the same manor but
You're just a resident
I'm the UK Gangster version of Eminem
I'm one of the realest and
That shit is evident
LV bag for the bricks, Gucci pouch for my gun
I'm a stylish gangster with elegance

Gangster, gangster gangster, gangster
I'm a stylish gangster with elegance
Gangster, gangster gangster, gangster
I'm a stylish gangster with elegance
Gangster, gangster gangster, gangster
I'm a stylish gangster with elegance
LV bag for the bricks, Gucci pouch for my gun
I'm a stylish gangster with elegance

My mother don't worry about me
'cause she raised a gangster i'm a survivor
My mother don't worry about me
'cause she raised a gangster i'm a survivor
My mother don't worry about me
'cause she raised a gangster i'm a survivor
If they wanna hate that's a minor
Let them hate, watch the money pile up

Morrisson
The old bill just raided a bando and found
Ten bricks in the safe with a burner
I just shed a tear cah the old
Bill just locked up my favourite worker
The road ting's nuttin but stress
Now I'm started to regret I
Chose a life of crime
And if I can go back and start all over again
Then I'd probably just settle for a 9 to 5
It's hard to find love
In these heartless times
It's hard to find light in your darkest times
Why do all the fake ones have it so easy
And all the real ones live the hardest lives?
I'm on the M Way with work in a work
Van in the slow lane just blending in
If shit goes left that's a
High speed police chase
And they're feeding me for the next six years
And if you wanna kill me then join the queue
Three things I hate the feds
The police and the boys in blue
The boys in blue have been
My number one opp for
So long that I'm starting to
Feel like a Blood
My brother got killed but I
Know he's still with me
I feel him all around me and I feel him above
Trapping ain't dead but I'm
Sick of this stuff
I'm sick of having Old Bill spinning my drum
I'm sick of sharing wins
With entitled friends
When it's time to share a L they all
Ditch me and run and abandon my ship
Run off and jump on another man's dick, chih
And that shit might've broken my heart
But it fixed my vision
Now my vision's so clear like the
Ocean water in the Maldives islands
I feel like a Mali when all these lines ring
If it weren't for the cats
That snort this white ting
I wouldn't be covered in all these diamonds
I wouldn't be driving this Lambo truck
And I wouldn't be living in a house so large
And I wouldn't have people always
Telling me I'm lucky when
They say me even though I never had no luck

Gangster, gangster gangster, gangster
I'm a stylish gangster with elegance
Gangster, gangster gangster, gangster
I'm a stylish gangster with elegance
Gangster, gangster gangster, gangster
I'm a stylish gangster with elegance
LV bag for the bricks, Gucci pouch for my gun
I'm a stylish gangster with elegance

My mother don't worry about me
'cause she raised a gangster i'm a survivor
My mother don't worry about me
'cause she raised a gangster i'm a survivor
My mother don't worry about me
'cause she raised a gangster i'm a survivor
If they wanna hate that's a minor
Let them hate, watch the money pile up

Money without respect in our business
Equals death