Official Video + Lyrics

Don Diablo - Survive feat. Emeli Sandé & Gucci Mane (Official Video + Lyrics)
Don Diablo - Survive feat. Emeli Sandé & Gucci Mane (VIP Mix)

Somewhere in a distant future three post apocalyptic survivors are about to embark on an adventure, but first they have to get the team back together...

Directed by Patrick Van Der Wal
CGI Supervisor: Erik Middendorp
Executive Producer: Don Diablo
Produced by HEXAGON films

Post Apocalyptic Post Production: Tim Smit
Golden Astronaut Animation: Anne Draaisma
Spaceship 3D models: Stijn Orlans
Set design: Jurre Bouhuijs

Lyrics:
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 and serve...
As living proof.

Gucci Mane and Don catch me ballin' out in London
Tom Brady with the paper I go super bowl Sunday
Usain Bolt crazy runnin' til the hundreds
I keep my neck and my wrist at least a hundred

Hood ****** with the money and they loving it
She got comfortable, she called me by my government
Pull up in the Rolls with the white seats
And pull off in a porsche like a car thief

I’m cocky beat that ***** 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 game, black Wallstreet
Sharp blue cool with a shark fee
Once a millionaire can’t get em off me
Gucci Mane and Don catch me ballin' out in London

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 and serve...
As living proof.

You got a fast car I got a dream of something
You are a hot wire I like to push your buttons
We gotta somehow get out of town

We drove for ages, never looking back once
They wanna cage us but we prefer our freedom
Call us outrageous, well how about now

Gucci Mane and Don catch me ballin' out in London
Tom Brady with the paper I go super bowl Sunday
Usain Bolt crazy runnin' til the hundreds
I keep my neck and my wrist at least a hundred

Hood ****** with the money and they loving it
She got comfortable, she called me by my government
Pull up in the Rolls with the white seats
And pull off in a Porsche like a car thief

Well here we are, living proof
Well here we are, living proof

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 and serve...
As living proof.

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