Still Alive (feat. SYEKO)

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



Credits
Writer(s): Jake Spitko
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