Survival of The Fittest

Movin' with the tide, never slowin' down,
Race to the finish, I'm wearin' the crown.
No lookin' back, gotta lead the pack,
Born for the hustle, I'm stayin' on track.

First in line, yeah, I gotta go,
One shot, one move, can't be slow.
Through the maze, I'm breakin' through,
Every turn I take brings me closer to you.

For the Fam yo we break that curse
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