Alive

[Intro-Skeme] Time to really live on this shit No existing Breathe on these niggas really quick You ain't livin' you don't exist [Verse 1-Skeme] 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 limits 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