Fittest of the fittest Lyrics

I've been on the grind like everyday

Trying to make it work by every way

If this s**t don't work out then full is the gage

Homie don't tempt me, I wasn't born to be tamed

I've been on the grind like everyday

Trying to make it work by every way

Get close, get smoked up like a Rastafari

Ain't nobody getting between me and my way

I've been on the grind like everyday

F**k the street smoke yeah

I said f**k the street's cold yeah

Respect no street code

But the one getting me into suite robes yeah

Aiming for a steep growth yeah

Money's still a side goal yeah

All I want to do is headshot haters

Homie I don't need to reload yeah

This ain't peaceful

This my ego, this no free soul yeah

This that freestyle Dariush

Let me make this crystal clear

Pistol here

Pistol there

Tell me how many pistols does it take to make him piss himself ?

They telling me "D be more positive"

I'm smoking homies, don't know what the problem is

That's how I know where the profit is

Killing each other, the outcome ain't prominent

War is a profit for those you call prophets

Pouring the blood, it be filling they pockets

Straight is the message, not still in the closet

Yeah water it down homie open the faucet

Told homies welcome to the jungle

Snakes, rats, bitches all around don't stumble

Fittest of the fittest won't survive when I rumble

Crawl when I stomp ho

Brawls when I humble homies

Y'all barely even know me

Darius with an H don't miss me

White wash me?

Wait what me?

Don't miss read

Bish miss me, name's history

We smokin' out here

We killin' out here

Bitches be lovin' the blood in my air

I don't give a damn who talkin' about me

Cuz in the jungle, I be killin' out here

I'm killin' my homies

I'm killin' my woes

I'm killin' the bitches

I'm killin' the hoes

I'm killin' the ones even not talking badly

I don't give a damn all the homies is foes