Survivors Remorse - Curren$y

Flutes accompanied by strings

Flower blossoms painted on our bottles of champagne

We mix it with that Hennessy Privilege, doing my thing

Just a fashion killer at the funeral with thousand dollar frames

I been wearing jeans more often, I’m feeling extra bossy

Having enemies measured out for their coffins

Stand above the law shit, don’t get lost here

Even your life won’t cover the cost, it’s deeper than that

I heard you paint houses, might keep you around us, smooth some bumps out

We been having a trouble free run for like ten months now

Pretty soon I know one of them assholes gon' come 'round

Trying to lose some screws, destroy what we build

We on some next level shit, got them NASA engineers

Shooters on the roof like Santa Claus' reindeers

I been going paranoid, I seen so many homies killed

Some of 'em wasn’t my boys but you know I still feel the pain

'Cause I know exactly what it is to lose your main man

All the moves y’all made to stack change gone down the drain

I think about my nigga Meek Mill

So many dead homie faces on his chain, but that’s just how we live in this game

Survivor’s remorse

Our homies die, we go up for 'em, we glow up for 'em

Pour up for 'em, smoke up for 'em

Smash that bad bitch on the hood of my foreign for 'em

Survivor’s remorse

I think about my nigga J Stone

The continue the marathon

And Pop Smoke though we never met

Your originality I had to respect

I look around and see who’s left

I’m 'bout to pull up on all my homies, no more sending text, survivor’s remorse

Our loved ones in the sky, they the real superstars above all

Survivor’s remorse