Dead or Alive Songtext
von G Herbo
Dead or Alive Songtext
(Dead, or alive)
Ha-ha
Yeah, yeah (dead, or alive)
Gang shit (uh), nigga, we invented that (uh-huh) (what′s this life really worth?)
Real influence, money coming in fluent (Big G Herbo)
Realest nigga in this shit, man (when you're stuck in a hearse?)
Dead or alive, don′t forget that (Chase Davis on the beat)
I made ten M's (yeah)
Bet not act like I ain't him
Bitch, I′m really him
I wake up, ball, it look like
I live in gyms (uh)
Call my glizzy Spaulding (Spaulding)
Never quit, I′m all in
Money just keep falling (all in)
Ain't gon′ stunt like I ain't spending
′Cause I'm spending it (uh-huh, fuckin′ it up)
I ain't have that whip too long
Ain't put a dent in it (swerve)
I got slips, was tired of renting
I won′t drive it, it ain′t tinted
Hope the hood still love me
Ain't been sliding in a minute
But I ain′t hiding, it ain't my pride
I′m tryna stay focused
My young niggas fried
They running from nothing
We pop 'em and stride
Drop shit when they died
We right back outside
Ayy, damn, it′s all of 'em shine
I'm quick to pay fines
Ain′t stopping my grind
They forgetting lines, ′cause rappers be lying
I'm one of the trillest that′s dead or alive (pussy)
Either way, I'm top five, dead or alive
One of the trillest from my side
Dead or alive
Ran this shit up high, my kids fine
(You know that)
So they living like they mine
Dead or alive, I ain′t lying
Tell my mama ain't no crying, nigga
I ain′t crying (ain't no crying)
Ain't no killers in the car, nigga
I ain′t riding in it (uh-uh)
I′m the illest bar for bar
And I'm lit up like a star (yeah, yeah)
All my ice on me or not, bitch
I′m still shining (swerve, uh)
Neck two hundred grand (cash)
This ain't shit but decorations
I′m really the man
I protect my reputation
Better understand (that)
I don't never gotta brag
I bossed up my life for real
Bitch, I′m up the bag
I jump straight up in that Lamb'
Fuck a Porsche or Jag' (Porsche or a Jag′)
Told me come turn myself in
Went to court in plaid (okay)
Still be shopping when I land
I′m like, "Fuck a lag" (yeah)
A closed mouth ain't gon′ get fed
You better fucking ask
I'm irresponsible for who I trust
That′s from my past (gang)
A thousand pounds vacuumed seal
Look like a bunch of trash
Fifty rounds, you wanna leave here
Dead or alive? (Brrt)
Once they see me nod my head
Scorch his ass
Either way, I'm top five
Dead or alive (ayy, G Herbo)
One of the trillest from my side
Dead or alive
Ran this shit up high, my kids fine (forever)
So they living like they mine
Dead or alive, I ain′t lying (I ain't lying)
Tell my mama ain't no crying, nigga
I ain′t crying (I ain′t crying)
Ain't no killers in the car, nigga
I ain′t riding in it (fuck nigga)
I'm the illest bar for bar and
I′m lit up like a star
All my ice on me or not
Bitch, I'm still shining
(Dead, or alive)
(Dead, or alive)
(What′s this life really worth?)
(When you're stuck in a hearse?)
Ha-ha
Yeah, yeah (dead, or alive)
Gang shit (uh), nigga, we invented that (uh-huh) (what′s this life really worth?)
Real influence, money coming in fluent (Big G Herbo)
Realest nigga in this shit, man (when you're stuck in a hearse?)
Dead or alive, don′t forget that (Chase Davis on the beat)
I made ten M's (yeah)
Bet not act like I ain't him
Bitch, I′m really him
I wake up, ball, it look like
I live in gyms (uh)
Call my glizzy Spaulding (Spaulding)
Never quit, I′m all in
Money just keep falling (all in)
Ain't gon′ stunt like I ain't spending
′Cause I'm spending it (uh-huh, fuckin′ it up)
I ain't have that whip too long
Ain't put a dent in it (swerve)
I got slips, was tired of renting
I won′t drive it, it ain′t tinted
Hope the hood still love me
Ain't been sliding in a minute
But I ain′t hiding, it ain't my pride
I′m tryna stay focused
My young niggas fried
They running from nothing
We pop 'em and stride
Drop shit when they died
We right back outside
Ayy, damn, it′s all of 'em shine
I'm quick to pay fines
Ain′t stopping my grind
They forgetting lines, ′cause rappers be lying
I'm one of the trillest that′s dead or alive (pussy)
Either way, I'm top five, dead or alive
One of the trillest from my side
Dead or alive
Ran this shit up high, my kids fine
(You know that)
So they living like they mine
Dead or alive, I ain′t lying
Tell my mama ain't no crying, nigga
I ain′t crying (ain't no crying)
Ain't no killers in the car, nigga
I ain′t riding in it (uh-uh)
I′m the illest bar for bar
And I'm lit up like a star (yeah, yeah)
All my ice on me or not, bitch
I′m still shining (swerve, uh)
Neck two hundred grand (cash)
This ain't shit but decorations
I′m really the man
I protect my reputation
Better understand (that)
I don't never gotta brag
I bossed up my life for real
Bitch, I′m up the bag
I jump straight up in that Lamb'
Fuck a Porsche or Jag' (Porsche or a Jag′)
Told me come turn myself in
Went to court in plaid (okay)
Still be shopping when I land
I′m like, "Fuck a lag" (yeah)
A closed mouth ain't gon′ get fed
You better fucking ask
I'm irresponsible for who I trust
That′s from my past (gang)
A thousand pounds vacuumed seal
Look like a bunch of trash
Fifty rounds, you wanna leave here
Dead or alive? (Brrt)
Once they see me nod my head
Scorch his ass
Either way, I'm top five
Dead or alive (ayy, G Herbo)
One of the trillest from my side
Dead or alive
Ran this shit up high, my kids fine (forever)
So they living like they mine
Dead or alive, I ain′t lying (I ain't lying)
Tell my mama ain't no crying, nigga
I ain′t crying (I ain′t crying)
Ain't no killers in the car, nigga
I ain′t riding in it (fuck nigga)
I'm the illest bar for bar and
I′m lit up like a star
All my ice on me or not
Bitch, I'm still shining
(Dead, or alive)
(Dead, or alive)
(What′s this life really worth?)
(When you're stuck in a hearse?)
Writer(s): Herbert Randall Wright, Julian Chase Davis, Paul Omar Elkan Agyei Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com