(Why?)
(Guess why?)
(Guess who is that, bitch)
Everything I see no god he gave up growin' trees
Light up in the sky I think I got no time to live
Anyone who can feel gon' feel embarrased for his life
Bouta go do the things that always make your mama cry
I'm alive
I'm just how I wanna be
I finish 'em wit bars and I go on a killing spree
I got problems and distance
You got love but no wisdom
You still got your bidness but it ain't gon' give you the freedom
Bouta go change the colors
Bouta go take yo mamma
Ain't no money makin me happy gon' support all my bruddas
You ain't gotta see that coming
Breaking the stick what you sitting on
Watching your eyes being blinded
Thinking the game isn't serious
We buy them different drugs so we can feel the things we don't
We don't see these filthy bitches till they getting' what they want
I feel something just went wrong
I just cannot reach my goals
I can see them makin fun of me but then they call my phone
I'm alive
I'm just how I wanna be
I finish 'em with bars and I go on a killing spree
I got problems and distance
You got love but no wisdom
You still got your bidness but it ain't gon' give you the freedom
I have just made an announcement
Watch it I'm making it faster
I ain't gonna need a f*cking dollar to come up with music cause I love it
Waiting for the God and I ain't gonna give a single prayer 'bout the money
Money's not even the last
Till I lay down in the grass
No gas in the tank
Savage but you fake
I just be collecting dem diamonds up in the bank
Tear the world apart and all you get is penalty
In the world like this its just a daily casualty
Paper rock and scissors with the same old thing
Death is gonna win but then you have to leave
Feels like God forgot about the world he made
He gon' never fix the creatures of his bloody hand
I'm alive
I'm just how I wanna be
I finish 'em with bars and I go on a killing spree
I got problems and distance
You got love but no wisdom
You still got your bidness but it ain't gon' give you the freedom
I'm alive
I'm just how I wanna be
I finish 'em with bars and I go on a killing spree
I got problems and distance
You got love but no wisdom
You still got your bidness but it ain't gon' give you the freedom
Now we gotta fall
Keep it on the low
Keep it to myself
Where I wanna go
My bands so warm don't need a f*cking girlfriend ain't no drama
Waitin' till I get more f*cking money for my partners
Yeah
It sounds similar to you
But I tell f*ck your crew
F*ck all your money all your bitches f*ck your chains I ain't no fool