Lyrics to Still Alive
I already know how it goes down
So I gotta keep it on me when I come around
Pick thirty rounds smokin' out the pound, yeah
Anything could happen anytime
S.F. made me, my ex still payin’ me
I love the dope game but it drove your boy crazy (Made me crazy)
Six cell phones, why them boys try to raid me?
My homeboys hatin' but the shit don't phase me (It don’t phase me)
Yeah, lil' mama go crazy
I was drunk in the club tryna knock a old lady
Told him take his chain off 'cause the shit gold-plated (It's gold plated)
He told me put the weed out but this shit so tasty
Yeah, Rolls Royce and I smoked it (Smoked it)
They're still gettin' money to my old shit, yeah
Bern keep a forty, know I won't slip, yeah
V-V-S goin' on both wrists, yeah
Went and touched down, I’ma buy a bust down
Your boy feelin’ good, I ain't livin’ in a rush now (Nah)
Been high for twenty years, I can't come down (I can't)
They smell the Cheetah Piss when I come 'round
Bern
I already know how it goes down
So I gotta keep it on me when I come around
Pick thirty rounds smokin’ out the pound, yeah
Anything could happen anytime
Can you love me while I'm still alive?
Don't you wait for me to fuckin' die
They don't want to see a nigga shine
They don't wanna see a nigga on top
Real talk, 'cause the weight go quick (Go fast)
I need cash, we don't wait on shit
I got fans worldwide but your boy don't make no hits (I don't)
Big boy but I break your bitch, that's on Frisco
Wavy, fresh, dipped, I'm drippin'
What's wrong with that boy, man, his clothes don't fit 'em
Wipe the box down 'fore my young bitch gon' send 'em
Why they worried about me? I'ma keep on winnin'
My ashtray got five cones all in 'em
Boss shit, we don't follow trends, we set 'em
Yeah, you fell in love with an escort
Damn, who you think taught 'em how to export? (Bern)
I move mainy in the area
Slide by Melrose and V'll take care of ya (What up, V?)
We hit the snow with the Y (With the Y)
And call the Cereal Milk, what a wonderful high
Oh, my
I already know how it goes down
So I gotta keep it on me when I come around
Pick thirty rounds smokin' out the pound, yeah
Anything could happen anytime
Can you love me while I'm still alive?
Don't you wait for me to fuckin' die
Berner, I got you
They don't want to see a nigga shine
G
They don't wanna see a nigga on top
Ayy, thinkin', "How should I slide on this?
This beat so hard, what should I write on this?"
Lately every time I work, I been writin' hits
The shrooms kicked in, bruh, you ain't really high as this
It's like Beatlesmania, I cause hysteria
Two of the most successful moguls out the area
Berner hit me said it's time we finally linked
On my way to the studio, perfect time, in synced
Bread winner, they know I'm a earner
You ain't drinkin' more than Gerald or smokin' with Berner
Try teachin' her somethin', she the slowest learner
So she got held-back but her homegirl made it further
Hah, walk out cookies with the big bag
I snatched yo' girl and now you big mad
Yeah, and her friend was fine, too
But I said, "I just want you"
Ayy
I already know how it goes down
So I gotta keep it on me when I come around
Pick thirty rounds smokin' out the pound, yeah
Anything could happen anytime
Can you love me while I'm still alive?
Don't you wait for me to fuckin' die
They don't want to see a nigga shine
They don't wanna see a nigga on top
Berner, it's love
Bay Area to the universe, you already know
But it's my time
Don't you say, "Why?"
Ooh-ooh
So I gotta keep it on me when I come around
Pick thirty rounds smokin' out the pound, yeah
Anything could happen anytime
S.F. made me, my ex still payin’ me
I love the dope game but it drove your boy crazy (Made me crazy)
Six cell phones, why them boys try to raid me?
My homeboys hatin' but the shit don't phase me (It don’t phase me)
Yeah, lil' mama go crazy
I was drunk in the club tryna knock a old lady
Told him take his chain off 'cause the shit gold-plated (It's gold plated)
He told me put the weed out but this shit so tasty
Yeah, Rolls Royce and I smoked it (Smoked it)
They're still gettin' money to my old shit, yeah
Bern keep a forty, know I won't slip, yeah
V-V-S goin' on both wrists, yeah
Went and touched down, I’ma buy a bust down
Your boy feelin’ good, I ain't livin’ in a rush now (Nah)
Been high for twenty years, I can't come down (I can't)
They smell the Cheetah Piss when I come 'round
Bern
I already know how it goes down
So I gotta keep it on me when I come around
Pick thirty rounds smokin’ out the pound, yeah
Anything could happen anytime
Can you love me while I'm still alive?
Don't you wait for me to fuckin' die
They don't want to see a nigga shine
They don't wanna see a nigga on top
Real talk, 'cause the weight go quick (Go fast)
I need cash, we don't wait on shit
I got fans worldwide but your boy don't make no hits (I don't)
Big boy but I break your bitch, that's on Frisco
Wavy, fresh, dipped, I'm drippin'
What's wrong with that boy, man, his clothes don't fit 'em
Wipe the box down 'fore my young bitch gon' send 'em
Why they worried about me? I'ma keep on winnin'
My ashtray got five cones all in 'em
Boss shit, we don't follow trends, we set 'em
Yeah, you fell in love with an escort
Damn, who you think taught 'em how to export? (Bern)
I move mainy in the area
Slide by Melrose and V'll take care of ya (What up, V?)
We hit the snow with the Y (With the Y)
And call the Cereal Milk, what a wonderful high
Oh, my
I already know how it goes down
So I gotta keep it on me when I come around
Pick thirty rounds smokin' out the pound, yeah
Anything could happen anytime
Can you love me while I'm still alive?
Don't you wait for me to fuckin' die
Berner, I got you
They don't want to see a nigga shine
G
They don't wanna see a nigga on top
Ayy, thinkin', "How should I slide on this?
This beat so hard, what should I write on this?"
Lately every time I work, I been writin' hits
The shrooms kicked in, bruh, you ain't really high as this
It's like Beatlesmania, I cause hysteria
Two of the most successful moguls out the area
Berner hit me said it's time we finally linked
On my way to the studio, perfect time, in synced
Bread winner, they know I'm a earner
You ain't drinkin' more than Gerald or smokin' with Berner
Try teachin' her somethin', she the slowest learner
So she got held-back but her homegirl made it further
Hah, walk out cookies with the big bag
I snatched yo' girl and now you big mad
Yeah, and her friend was fine, too
But I said, "I just want you"
Ayy
I already know how it goes down
So I gotta keep it on me when I come around
Pick thirty rounds smokin' out the pound, yeah
Anything could happen anytime
Can you love me while I'm still alive?
Don't you wait for me to fuckin' die
They don't want to see a nigga shine
They don't wanna see a nigga on top
Berner, it's love
Bay Area to the universe, you already know
But it's my time
Don't you say, "Why?"
Ooh-ooh
