Look Alive (Mixed)

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas on Yeah yeah (woo!) Yeah (6 God, Bloc
Boy, 6 God, Bloc
Boy, woo!) (6 God, Bloc
Boy, 6 God, Bloc
Boy, woo!) Yeah 901 Shelby Drive, look alive,
look alive Niggas came up on this side,
now they on the other side Oh well, fuck 'em dog,
we gon' see how hard they ride I get racks to go outside,
and I split it with the guys We up on the other side,
niggas actin' like we tied I've been gone since like July,
niggas actin' like I died They won't
be expectin' shit when Capo go to slide '
Cause I told them that we put that shit behind us, but I lied Ay, ay,
look who I'm around, man If I fucked up, I'ma be downtown,
man Fourth floor bound, man, that's if I get caught,
man Pushed me to the edge, so it really ain't my mothafuckin' fault,
man I'm not to blame, man This fucking industry is cutthroat,
I'm not the same man And I could let you check the tag now,
I'm rocking name brand I'm only chasing after bags,
now I got a game plan And I'm out here with the woo!
Seven hundred, three high fives look alive,
look alive Niggas came up on this side,
now they on the other side Oh well, fuck 'em dog,
we gon' see how hard they ride I get racks to go outside,
and I split it with the guys We up on the other side,
niggas actin' like we tied I've been gone since like July,
niggas actin' like I died They won't
be expectin' shit when Capo go to slide '
Cause I told them that we put that shit behind us, but I Bitch,
come through, you, and you I'ma get the money,
D-D-Drizzy get the loot Pull up with that Draco Play with Drake and
I'ma shoot My weapon be an instrument,
man I'll blow you like a flute Nigga play so he feelin' it Pull up
broad day with a K,
now he shiverin' Drop a nigga like he littering We at the door like
we the delivery He not a plug,
he middle man That-that nigga brown like cinnamon I got the rounds
like Sugar Ray Robinson Shot to the chest have you gaspin' for oxygen
I'ma spay 'em, just like Febreeze Came a long way from sittin' in the
nosebleeds Now a nigga on the floor talkin' to the athletes Now I'm
so close to the game I could steal the stat sheet 901 Shelby Drive,
look alive, look alive Niggas came up on this side,
now they on the other side Oh well, fuck 'em dog,
we gon' see how hard they ride I get racks to go outside,
and I split it with the guys We up on the other side,
niggas actin' like we tied I've been gone since like July,
niggas actin' like I died They won't
be expectin' shit when Capo go to slide '
Cause I told them to put that shit behind us, but I lied



Credits
Writer(s): Paul D. Beauregard, Aubrey Drake Graham, Patrick Earl Houston, Jordan Michael Houston, James Baker, Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
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