Skeme - Alive lyrics
[Skeme - Alive lyrics]
Time to really live on this shit no existing
Breathe on these niggas really quick
You ain't livin' you don't exist
If I could talk to the Lord
I'd tell him thank you for his favor
And beg forgiveness for what's in
Store for these haters
See we made like the mobsters
Pussies plottin' to rob us
Spent the show check on choppers
That sing like Sinatra at the Opera
A real nigga till my casket close
Haters mad but hoes love me
For these raspy flows
Who keepin' peace I'm from where
Teens keep a piece at
Money over all bullshit I preach that
And I'm trappin' too just peep
The way I'm snappin' foo
Oh Lord think these niggas
Here went overboard
Scales weighin' right I'm keepin'
Dollar signs over whores
Yeah, it's really ignant but
It's killin' isn't it
Ask bitches killin' pussy till
It's losin' pigment
No emotions when it's rollin'
Blood it's purely business
Losin' racks inside a strip club
Sign of my sickness
No bare witness to the fuckin' Gods
I'm out the hood rich as a bitch
And feel like fuck the odds
I'm off my rocker and what
I'm totin'll knock ya
Smokin' just stayin' focused screamin'
Live long and prosper
It's respect, money and power
I make money off of powder
Swim in riches now my hater's face
Look like they swallowed somethin' sour
Need my payment in every
Hour and every minute
Cuz there are no limit's like me and P willis
Just runnin' up in this like
Young chucks what the fuck?
Fuck is up? Niggas must have
Been sniffin' that dust
Nigga please that's my response when you say
You could fuck wit' us ugh
They hollin' duke what the lick read?
The Tiger that killed Roy and now
I got my eyes on Sigfried
Money race, I'm in a big league
Nigga you couldn't catch up to
Me on a Six Speed
I'm OD'd just like a 4th quarter Kobe
Or KD or fuck you to
Them niggas tryna hate me
Bet you they don't fade me
I'm brazy don't play me
Nigga I been here since I
Was Million Dollar Baby
And you should holla if you
Follow how to get it
Young niggas we alive and livin' yeah
Breathe on these niggas really quick
You ain't livin' you don't exist
If I could talk to the Lord
I'd tell him thank you for his favor
And beg forgiveness for what's in
Store for these haters
See we made like the mobsters
Pussies plottin' to rob us
Spent the show check on choppers
That sing like Sinatra at the Opera
A real nigga till my casket close
Haters mad but hoes love me
For these raspy flows
Who keepin' peace I'm from where
Teens keep a piece at
Money over all bullshit I preach that
And I'm trappin' too just peep
The way I'm snappin' foo
Oh Lord think these niggas
Here went overboard
Scales weighin' right I'm keepin'
Dollar signs over whores
Yeah, it's really ignant but
It's killin' isn't it
Ask bitches killin' pussy till
It's losin' pigment
No emotions when it's rollin'
Blood it's purely business
Losin' racks inside a strip club
Sign of my sickness
No bare witness to the fuckin' Gods
I'm out the hood rich as a bitch
And feel like fuck the odds
I'm off my rocker and what
I'm totin'll knock ya
Smokin' just stayin' focused screamin'
Live long and prosper
It's respect, money and power
I make money off of powder
Swim in riches now my hater's face
Look like they swallowed somethin' sour
Need my payment in every
Hour and every minute
Cuz there are no limit's like me and P willis
Just runnin' up in this like
Young chucks what the fuck?
Fuck is up? Niggas must have
Been sniffin' that dust
Nigga please that's my response when you say
You could fuck wit' us ugh
They hollin' duke what the lick read?
The Tiger that killed Roy and now
I got my eyes on Sigfried
Money race, I'm in a big league
Nigga you couldn't catch up to
Me on a Six Speed
I'm OD'd just like a 4th quarter Kobe
Or KD or fuck you to
Them niggas tryna hate me
Bet you they don't fade me
I'm brazy don't play me
Nigga I been here since I
Was Million Dollar Baby
And you should holla if you
Follow how to get it
Young niggas we alive and livin' yeah