ALIVENotLiving
My broken home was just a stepping stone to find this path to roam
A road we rolling down to save our souls so we'll be growing old
We carrying a heavy load
Niggas say we cheating 'cause we got the code
Y'all play stationary with joy, sticking to losing bro
I'm in a game of pros, a pro era, grab your coat
It's cold outside
Spitting these flows
Got them thinking they close to time of the month
They bleed out slow in pain
Pussy I see your shame, know that I know
An Atlanta legend with a blessing
Ushering you to confess that everything you drop is trash
Let it burn
Don't you question the method I'm growing restless with you bitches
Exit, before I tear you a new one, you gotta learn the lesson
The class in session, I hope you present, you better be
Pitiful peasants, you pay with your pain, don't go to sleep
With my fellas, we free lunch felons, we in the street
Mobbing and robbing, avoiding a sentence
I done grew into my grimace, bitches think I'm different
I was living life another victim till I turned the villain
Grinning at you niggas, feeling nothing but contempt
I'm killing everything you stand for
Standing on
I will rip it, can you feel it?
We are inching closer, gripping
To a dream we had as children
Chip on both our shoulders, we got tunnel vision nigga listen
My whole life I felt something's missing
I was only just existing, day to day, alive not living
A road we rolling down to save our souls so we'll be growing old
We carrying a heavy load
Niggas say we cheating 'cause we got the code
Y'all play stationary with joy, sticking to losing bro
I'm in a game of pros, a pro era, grab your coat
It's cold outside
Spitting these flows
Got them thinking they close to time of the month
They bleed out slow in pain
Pussy I see your shame, know that I know
An Atlanta legend with a blessing
Ushering you to confess that everything you drop is trash
Let it burn
Don't you question the method I'm growing restless with you bitches
Exit, before I tear you a new one, you gotta learn the lesson
The class in session, I hope you present, you better be
Pitiful peasants, you pay with your pain, don't go to sleep
With my fellas, we free lunch felons, we in the street
Mobbing and robbing, avoiding a sentence
I done grew into my grimace, bitches think I'm different
I was living life another victim till I turned the villain
Grinning at you niggas, feeling nothing but contempt
I'm killing everything you stand for
Standing on
I will rip it, can you feel it?
We are inching closer, gripping
To a dream we had as children
Chip on both our shoulders, we got tunnel vision nigga listen
My whole life I felt something's missing
I was only just existing, day to day, alive not living
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Writer(s): Joshua Grant
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