
Alive Ant Wan
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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mhm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, mhm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, mhm
Mhm
Yeah, yeah
[Refräng]
Tryna' make it out alive, made another homicide while you wait
Prayin', looking at the skies, mini Uzi by my side while you wait
I wanna fly over oceans, bullets fly in slow motion
Kill a kid like abortion, made a momma get emotions
Yeah, oo-oh, oo-oh, oo-oh
Oo-oh, oo-oh, oo-oh
I just wanna say goodbye one more time
But if I saw you, first thing I said would be "Hi" (Hi)
[Vers 1]
I'm so addicted to money, I can't have enough (I can't have enough)
You hang with my enemies so on you, I cannot trust (I cannot trust)
I came from the bottom, my homie, I came from the dust (I came from the dust)
I came from the bando, I made it, they say I was lucky (Yeah)
I take a trip and they hatin' cuz' they take a buss (They take a buss)
I keep a gun on me, baby, I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck)
A milli' in the weekend, never sleep, I gotta make it out the month (Gotta make it out the month)
Mama, I'm taking out of here, you gotta trust me
My homies are shooters, we all gotta roll with a nina
Blackberrys, bullets now, brra, i go prr from a beemer
I'm stuck in the trenches, I feel like I never would live on, like Bundesliga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mhm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, mhm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, mhm
Mhm
Yeah, yeah
[Refräng]
Tryna' make it out alive, made another homicide while you wait
Prayin', looking at the skies, mini Uzi by my side while you wait
I wanna fly over oceans, bullets fly in slow motion
Kill a kid like abortion, made a momma get emotions
Yeah, oo-oh, oo-oh, oo-oh
Oo-oh, oo-oh, oo-oh
I just wanna say goodbye one more time
But if I saw you, first thing I said would be "Hi" (Hi)
[Vers 1]
I'm so addicted to money, I can't have enough (I can't have enough)
You hang with my enemies so on you, I cannot trust (I cannot trust)
I came from the bottom, my homie, I came from the dust (I came from the dust)
I came from the bando, I made it, they say I was lucky (Yeah)
I take a trip and they hatin' cuz' they take a buss (They take a buss)
I keep a gun on me, baby, I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck)
A milli' in the weekend, never sleep, I gotta make it out the month (Gotta make it out the month)
Mama, I'm taking out of here, you gotta trust me
My homies are shooters, we all gotta roll with a nina
Blackberrys, bullets now, brra, i go prr from a beemer
I'm stuck in the trenches, I feel like I never would live on, like Bundesliga
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