Skeme - Alive lyrics

rate me

If I could talk to the lord I’d tell him

Thank you for his favor

And beg forgiveness for what’s in store for these haters

See we made like the mobsters, pussies plotting to rob us

Spent the show check on choppers, that sing like Sinatra at the opera

A real nigga till my casket close, haters mad, but hoes love me for these raspy flows

Who keeping peace out from where teams keep a piece out

Recliner on my waist, let off the case and lean your seat back

Money over all, bullshit I preach that

And I’m trapping too, just speak the way I’m snapping fool

Oh lord, I think these niggas here went overboard

Scales weighting right, I’m keeping dollar signs over all

Yeah, it’s really ignorant, but it’s killing in me

Aks bitches, kill that pussy till it’s loosing pigment

No emotions, when it’s rolling, blood is purely bindess

Loosing racks inside of strip club, sign of my sickness

Now bear witness to the fucking god,

I’m out the hood, riches and bitches feel like fuck the odds

I’m off my rocker, and what I’m told will knock you

Smoking just staying focus, screaming live long and prosper

Disrespect money and power I make money off the powder

Swimming reaching now my haters face look like the swallowed something sour

Need my baby in every hour, in every minute,

Cause there is no limits…shut the fuck, fuck is up

Niggas must have been sniffing that dust

Nigga please, that’s my response when you say you gonn fuck with us

… the tiger that killed roy and I got my eyes on Siegfried

Money race, I’m in a big lead

Nigga you couldn’t catch up to me on the 6th speed

I’m od, just like a 4th quarter Kobe, or kd

Or fuck you to the niggas tryina hate me

Bitch you they don’t fade me, I’m braize, don’t play me

Nigga I’ve been here since I was million dollar baby

You should holler if you follow how to get it

Young niggas, we alive and livin'.

Thanks to ColekeepsitG for correcting these lyrics