Still Alive ft. SYEKO Lyrics

Boy, it's stuck once it's up like a update

I get the mouth then get out, I'm a fuck face

Gang put some rounds at your scalp then go upstate

That's how we get down if you tweak, so what's up mate?

Two phone don't buzz, I unleash the psycho then duck from the fuzz

Best watch your step boy, you up it, I clutch

Get fresher than Milo, I'm fly like a dove

She sniffing albino, she falling in love

And I used to be a idiot, was tweaking off the blues

Now, I got the city lit, like who the fuck is you

I was just a little kid, but I was making moves

Pop out in Givenchy drip, so now they think we cool

Uh, far from it

You was never around when I was down and out bumming

Knew I was the one, but they ain't want me to become it

So, I spitefully be stepping on a hating motherfucker

Like that

Diamonds water, you gone need a life raft

The perky fucked me up, but I had to fight back

Twenty racks up in Saks, that's a light bag

Living upper echelon, now I got them type mad

Lil syek, lil syek, lil syek, lil syek, lil syek go crazy on them

Lil syek, lil syek, lil syek, lil syek, lil syek go crazy on them

I can't trust no man, they be plotting on my soul

And, I can't trust a bitch, they just want me for the dough

I just want the racks, I ain't tripping on a hoe

See me in that Scat, bitch you knowing I'm go

Like who you thought it was

Ain't nobody breathing fucking with me on my cuz

Molly water Fiji, now she fiending for a buzz

They all trying be me so I gotta switch it up like, like

I ain't trying to talk it out, you been had your chance

Built different baby, I don't think like your mans

Told my brother, Sledge, they gone sink or they gone swim

But, it's not our fucking problem whether or not you want to win

And, I been at a dead spot

Still get the feds hot

Made it out the gutter, I know how to get them pans hot

Your money Smalls, because you playing in that Sandlot

Get up off your ass and get a bag, fuck the dead opps

Motherfuckers still focused on who they smoking on

But, still be living with their parents in a broken home

Trying to tell them, "Break the cycle before the hope is gone"

But, they ain't listen, now look at who we be smoking on

And, I used to be in the same boat

Now, I'm running to that bag like, huh

Now, I'm pushing up crazy on some Durangos

And Range Rovers, I switch it out like I change clothes

They like Syek, "What you been on," I tell them, "Same old, same old"

Baby, you tripping, you know I changed, hoe

Used to catch me on the block or in the bando

Now, you see me making inspiration for the fans though

So, how you about to ask me if I changed up?

You ever see me posting about the same stuff?

You ever see me throwing back them same drugs

That everybody swore was gonna kill me, but I came up?

Does that answer your question?

Was it not what you expected

From a man who's been neglected

Since as long as he remembers

And you always see him tweaking every time he in the section?

I can't trust no man, they be plotting on my soul

And, I can't trust a bitch, they just want me for the dough

I just want the racks, I ain't tripping on a hoe

See me in that Scat, bitch you knowing I'm go

Like who you thought it was

Ain't nobody breathing fucking with me on my cousin

Molly water Fiji, now she fiending for a buzz

They all trying to be me so I gotta switch it up like, like

Pockets on big boy

Not just from the licks, but I'm looking like a lick from my hips to the wrist boy

Hit him with the grip

He like, "Who just took my shit, fucked my bitch, stole my whip, and then dipped?"

It was this boy

Nightlight on the blick, if you slip you hear this noise

Damn, I guess you going out like shit boy

If Beckett on the kicks, then you probably hearing this voice

Every beat he sending getting recklessly destroyed

Who the fuck was talking crazy last year?

Bet it kills them to picture my ass here

I could never get enough, all the bullshit disappeared

2023, the vision got too clear

What you had to sacrifice to stand in your spot, Syek?

It really wasn't much, just the thirties and the white

The thirties with the switches and the bitches that I liked

The people that I loved majority of my life

A couple family members and even the dirty Sprite

Driving like a asshole, getting people tight

The hatred in my heart, the money that wasn't mine

Come to think of it, I remodeled my whole life

Stop playing

Lil syek, lil syek, lil syek, lil syek, lil syek go crazy on them

Lil syek, lil syek, lil syek, lil syek, lil syek go crazy on them