Soul Survivor -- Young Jeezy

If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop 'Cuz I'm a rida I'm just a Soul Survivor (Yeah)

'Cuz er'body know the game don't stop Tryin' to make it to the top for 

your ass get popped if you a rida Or just a Soul Survivor

Tonight I can't sleep--we livin' in Hell First they, give us the work then 

they throw us in jail Road Trip ya--I'm trafficing in the white

Please Lord don't let me go to jail tonight Who Me I'm a Soul Survivor

Ask about 'em in the street, the boy Jeez a rida (Jeez a rida)

A hundred grand on my wrist, yeah life sucks

Fuck the club, dawg, I rather count a million bucks (Ayy)

(**) If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block  With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop 'Cuz I'm a rida I'm just a Soul Survivor 

'Cuz er'body know the game don't stop Tryin' to make it to the top for

your ass get popped  If you a rida Or just a Soul Survivor

Another day, another dolla -same block, same nigga, same part, same green I guess we got the same dreams Or is it the same nightmares 

We let the doves do it for us  we don't cry tears Real niggaz don't budge

When Mail Man got his time he shot birds at the judge (Yeah)

I'm knee deep in the game So when it's time to re-up, I'm knee deep in 

the cane Real talk, Look, I'm tellin' you mayne If you get jammed up don't mention my name Forgive me Lord--I know I aint livin' right

Gotta feed the block, niggaz starvin', they got appitites (Ayy)

And this is er'day, it never gets old Thought I was a juvenile stuck to the G-Code This aint a rap song, nigga this is my life (this is my life)

And if the hood was a battlefield then I'd earn stripes (Yeah)

(**) 

Gotta watch er' move 'cuz them eyes be on you (eyes be on you)

Gotta drive real cool when them pies be on you (pies be on you)

Just because we stack paper and we ball outrageous (ball outrageous)

Them alphabet boys gotta us under survalence  They lock us in cages

The same nigga that's a star when you put 'em on stages

I aint cheat--played the hand I was dealt  Tried to tax the grand pearl

when I got it myself  No nuts, no glory  My biography, you damn right,

the true story  Set the city on fire, and I didn't even try (try)

Run these streets all day, I can sleep when I die (Ayy)

'Cuz if you lookin' for me you you can find me  On the block disobeyin' 

the law  Real G--thoroughbred from the streets

Pants saggin' with my gun in my draws Just to keep on movin' now

Just to keep on movin' now Just to keep on movin' now

(**) 

This song is about people growing up in bad neighborhoods were people sell drug and there are crooked cops. Jeezy talks about selling crack to help feed his family  (songfacts)