ALIVE ft. Dom Royal Lyrics

I spit that fly shit for fly niggas like me

White tee, Air Force One Nikes

Netflix and chill we watching, "Do The Right Thing"

Then after that we make a movie like Spike Lee

Tell her, "I'm a say it one time nicely

I'm 1 of 1, another me is unlikely"

In my coupe probably playing Ronald Isley

Left Coast check the chain yeah that's my team

These niggas know they can't fuck with us

Suit and tie flow, I came to conduct business

And boss up on every one of you punk niggas

We ain't come to win, we coming to skunk niggas

What is you? Drunk nigga?

You can't be us

Even on Halloween, 'cause we us

And you're you

She chose up and wasn't worried about her dude

Yeah we know you dropped, we get it nigga, we heard you

We just not trying to hear you rap about what nerds do

My weed hair's purple

Blow it 'til I forget

Left Coast baby!

Be for it or forfeit

Hustling for Maybachs, Benz trucks, Porsches

Look to see a mill before we become corpses

Of course it's the chocolate skinned pretty boy with a taper fade

Hustling from day to day

Accustomed to his player ways

Shit been working out for me lately, and I can't complain

Made it from the bottom, a lot of niggas can't say the same

And I pray for change

In my community, you and me just ain't the same

You in her DM's trying to hang but she playing games

While she all in my shit trying to have a date arranged

I said shorty trying to mask up all her feelings like the Masquerade

Pick the winning team or pass the sticks, we ain't finna play

Come on shorty you can tell the difference, yeah we self-made

My way or the highway you ain't got to stay

Yeah your baby momma choosing up 'cause I been a threat

Money perk me up, I don't even need the Percocet

We ain't trying to hear that bullshit nigga, turn that

I don't give a fuck about that bridge we can burn that

I was getting right boy, it wasn't even my turn yet

5-star bitch rolling woods where the sun set

Don't believe in setbacks

Trampolines, we bounce back

Them check deposits they won't bounce back

Baby, count that

All that bum shit y'all got going on, I'm not around that

Catch me in your town around a bunch of old and brown hats

Riding 'round, burning it down, I'm talking loud packs

So if it ain't loud, then I probably won't allow that

Nigga your whole team down bad

Told baby, "Why you always seen where the clowns at?"

You should leave the circus, be a queen where the crowns at

It's me and Royal, as you can see and it doesn't sound bad

Ten toes down can't complain with the cards dealt

Shit's a lot, I just keep it rolling like a car sale

Gold like the cartel, feeling like El Chapo

Daygo City by the border native women call me, "Guapo" nigga

Can I live (Kazie man and Dom Royal ladies and gentlemen, you know how it goes)

Can I live (Welcome to the show! We do this shit)

Where The Sun Sets (Uh, yeah)