LAST ONE ALIVE’!

Lyrics

[Intro (Sample)] Yes, sir! This nigga spittin'! It's been too long [Verse] They swear they got me figured out, they always tryna figure me out What's my next move? What I'm up to All in my bitch DM's 'bout shit that we talked through They always like, they always like "who that nigga like and who he kick it with?" "Who fuckin' on who?", don't worry, she a bad bitch, worry 'bout you "Who still drive the car that she drove last year?", nigga, who you? Leave all that on-the-internet shit, I never been fluke I been on the side, on the line like Nick everytime, Wild N' Out too And I got niggas still on my line Niggas tryna ask mе what I should do Ask me bout the money and what I need to sеnd too, what I need to give you Never give a fuck, hell, I never gave two They still askin' me what I should do If I was you I'd follow suit These handouts tryna break up all my alley-oops Breakin' what we buildin' just to crawl in somebody room? Fuck nah I can't teach drive but I can show you what do Breakin' my distractions, all that flackin', fuck that slackin' Killin' loops. Turn me up some I ain't takin' no losses, I ain't takin' no fools Man, I'm breakin' all rules These niggas nowadays like to change the moods Love to bitch up 'round here This be hell 'round here Too many die 'round here, too many dead 'round here Too many kill 'round here What it feel like, wassup My enemy reflect like the same type hustle I got shit to do I'm the one that hit the red light The one that saw the climb right to Nirvana, this that real light You ever seen that pale light? The one that got that feelin' errtime This that God light The one nigga when he drop gon' light up the city lights When he drop, gon' get they mind right This what it feel like New year, new life Never went back to life Me, I'm tryna change my life, real sacrifice The one that hit the bell like If my dawg in jail we get the bail right Next day, that night, next day, got that These niggas not that Up late, niggas locked in Yeah, it's like that That time, nighttime, overtime, wartime, up early, sunrise From the city where niggas get shot before they sun die Flatline, just another son died Mama want revenge in the end, she got blood in her eyes Type shit can't be undone In the same lane, how you step up? We runnin' in the same race out the gate 'til the show done If you gon' stand, make a stand, say some Hol' up, turn me up some Same niggas that complain bout niggas be the same ones that never did nothing, can't do nothing Same gangsta ass bitch ass niggas that never bussed nothing Same shitty rappers be running to the aux like "turn me up some" Need to unplug, these niggas soulless, hoeless I put the pieces together, all these in-the-moments controllers Never folded, I stayed on it focus, Yoda These niggas swear the miss the old wave, like that old thing Like she still bang This the last train It's been too long, it's been too long Yeah, it's been too long, it's been too [Outro] Make sure you got your coat on That runaway can be cold, especially after summer rolled on And all you know is alcohol and city lights and them slow songs Four months out the year's got you asking "what's good at home? What's good at home?" The same hoes still at it, I shoulda known The same niggas is still hatin' and moving goals My young niggas poppin' M's and sippin' Jones Dirty Jones Ghetto children that all still reppin' that for the folks Dynamite Hill, GKFAM still forever still I'm goin' Kill Bill Last one alive Yeah, last one, yeah, last one alive