[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Don Diablo, Guwop

[Chorus: Emeli Sandé]
We survived the thunder
And escaped the hunger
And sometimes I wonder, how we got through
Who knows what they'll ask us
We don't need no answers
'Cause we stand to serve as living proof

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Gucci Mane and Don, catch me ballin' out in London
Tom Brady with the paper, I go Super Bowl Sunday
Usain Bolt, crazy running till the hundreds
I keep my neck and my wrist at least a hundred
Hood nigga with the money and they lovin' it
She got comfortable, she called me by my government
Pull up in a Rolls with the white seats
And pull off in a Porsche like a car thief
I'm cocky, beat that pussy up like Rocky
I fly to Amsterdam for the right fee
These dudes ain't nothing like me, they car thieves
I booked her for the night, paid her bar fee
Told her charge it to the gang, black Wall Street
Shark blue coupe with a shark fee
Multi-millionaire, can't get 'em off me
Gucci Mane and Don catch me ballin' out in...
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