Testo Still Alive - Berner feat. A Boogie wit da Hoodie & G-Eazy
Testo della canzone Still Alive (Berner feat. A Boogie wit da Hoodie & G-Eazy), tratta dall'album El Chivo
I'm on your mind
She's fine
My time
Uh
I already know how it goes down
So I got to keep it on me when I come around
Big 30 rounds, smokin' out the pound
Yeah, anything can happen, anytime
SF made me, my ex still payin' me
I love the dope game, but it drove your boy crazy
Six cell phones, why the boys tryna raid me?
My homeboys hatin', but the shit don't faze me
Yeah, lil' mama go crazy
I was drunk in the club tryna knock a old lady
Told him take his chain off 'cause the shit gold plated
Told me put my weed out, but the shit so tasty
Yeah, Rolls Royce and it's smoked in
They still gettin' money to my old shit
Yeah, Bern keep a .40, no, I won't slip
Yeah, VVS goin' on both wrists
Yeah, when it touch down I'ma buy a bust down
Your boy feelin' good, I ain't livin' in a rush now
Been high for 20 years, I can't come down
They smell the cheetah piss when I come 'round, Bern
I already know how it goes down
So I got to keep it on me when I come around
Big 30 rounds, smokin' out the pound
Yeah, anything can happen, anytime
Can you love me while I'm still alive?
Don't you wait for me to fuckin' die
They all wanna see a nigga shine
They all wanna see a nigga on top
Real talk, 'cause the weight go quick
I need cash, we don't wait on shit
I got fans worldwide, but your boy don't make no hits
Big boy, but I break your bitch, that's on Frisco
Wavy, fresh, dipped, I'm drippin'
What's wrong with that boy? Man, his clothes don't fit him
Wipe the box down 'fore my young bitch gon' send him
Why they worried 'bout me? I'ma keep on winnin'
My ashtray got five cones, all in 'em
Boss shit, we don't follow trends, we set 'em
Yeah, you fell in love with an escort
Damn, who you think taught 'em how to export?
I move mainly in the area
Slide by Melrose and V'll take care of ya
We hit the snow with the Wock'
And call it Caramel, what a wonderful high
Oh my
I already know how it goes down
So I got to keep it on me when I come around
Big 30 rounds, smokin' out the pound
Yeah, anything can happen, anytime
Can you love me while I'm still alive?
Don't you wait for me to fuckin' die (Berner, I got you)
They all wanna see a nigga shine (G)
They all wanna see a nigga on top
Yeah, thinkin' how should I slide on this?
This beat so hard, what should I write on this?
Lately every time I work, I been writin' hits
The 'shrooms just kicked in, bruh, you ain't high as this
It's like Beatlesmania, I cause hysteria
Two of the most successful moguls out the area
Berner hit me, he said it's time we finally linked
On my way to the studio, perfect time, it synced
Bread winner, they know I'm an earner
You ain't drinkin' more than Jerry or smokin' with Berner
Try teachin' her somethin', she the slowest learner
So she got held back, but her homegirl made it further, huh
Walk out Cookies with the big bag
I snatched your girl and now you big mad
Yeah, and her friend was fine too
But I said, "I just want you," ayy
I already know how it goes down
So I got to keep it on me when I come around
Big 30 rounds, smokin' out the pound
Yeah, anything can happen, anytime
Can you love me while I'm still alive?
Don't you wait for me to fuckin' die
They all wanna see a nigga shine
They all wanna see a nigga on top
Berner, it's love
Bay Area to the universe, shawty
But it's my time, yeah
Watch as you're wrong, yeah, ooh
Credits
Writer(s): Gary James Kemp, Gerald Earl Gillum, Artist J. Dubose
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