2ALIVE! ft. 0wen Lyrics

(Is that O?)

Only got money on my mind

I still keep the bad bitches on the side

On the side, yeah

Took the AMG for a drive, dropped the top

Now I'm feeling too alive, too alive

Read the fine print

Bet it tell you, that I am the shit

Told you I'm that nigga, and no, I cannot miss

No more, no more, photos

We gon' make it to the top floor, fosho

All this money coming in, big bankrolls

They heard crazy told me stop, all I did was go

When you headed to the top, it's a lonely road

She said I'm an asshole, I'm the goat

Keep it in my waistband, bad bitch got a spray tan

Designer my body, but I'm, still the same man

And I'm high as hell

I can't feel my face no more, can you tell?

And, I'm doing well

Actually, too high to tell

(Hmm, mmm)

I'm not too high to tell, that I'm

Doing well without you, maybe I'm starting to move on

We were fighting on the daily, tryna fix a broken bond

Thinking bout you lately

And the thought of us forever gone

I'm lying to you baby

One more time, and I'll prove you wrong

I'm dying for you baby

Getting lost, on my way to you

Relying on your love

It's the only thing to get me through

Denying my love, shawty all I ever want from you

But I can't get you back, now I'm getting toxic

If I can't have you, I don't even want it

Stealing all my love, while I'm smoking on this chronic

Sorry baby, I can't stand it

Talking to you, always fighting with you

Only got money on my mind

I still keep the bad bitches on the side

On the side, yeah

Took the AMG for a drive, dropped the top

Now I'm feeling too alive, too alive

Read the fine print

Bet it tell you, that I am the shit

Told you I'm that nigga, and no, I cannot miss

No more, no more, photos

We gon' make it to the top floor, fosho

I can't believe, that you, acting, brand new

Now I can see, I don't need you, but you still need me

Only got money on my mind

I still keep the bad bitches on the side

On the side, yeah

Took the AMG for a drive, dropped the top

Now I'm feeling too alive, too alive

Read the fine print

Bet it tell you, that I am the shit

Told you I'm that nigga, and no, I cannot miss

No more, no more, photos

We gon' make it to the top floor, fosho