Luyện nghe bài hát Look Alive (Remix)

All you a lie
Nigga, I ain't been a "yes" man
All you gonna die, you can get on webcam
I don't get tired; sweat a headband
You might look alive, that's you don't really know you a dead man

1]
This is plan, someone stop me
been sent here from Illuminati
Evil written on my body
Me and pull up in a red Ferrari
Don't be trying to put fucking arm around me
44 shots in front of 45 hit 44 more
Carbon copies say you
That's for
Mama,
Sister, Brother, Cousin, Uncle,
is not Versace, this is hot hibachi
This is Hiroshima, is Nagasaki
I'm Mahatma Gandhi, a fucking Anunnaki
With plenty when I'm riding shotty
use your manners when you talk about me
Ain't too to find me
been killing niggas, still ain't nothin' left though
Joyner Lucas sicker than a strep
Spanish bitch that give me besos
They must've I was next up
Speed out your crib right after I clean out your shit and then put All of your fucking money in a
Fuck you saying, I'm not the one that you play with
I think they really mistaken, I wasn't up?
You wrong and you all gone, all done
I just might bring back Don Juan, I just might bring back Sean
Tell P that I'm on one
I'ma be the with a Du-Rag
ate out, that's a PopCon
If I don't fuck with you, too bad (god damn)
Hoe, you played out the dansant
Ain't no bygones being
I should murder niggas I buy guns
Hoe, you get like Nylon
is my band, I'm Dylon
All I wanna do is just drop bombs on you cheerleadin' niggas with the
My bitch got socks on, every time I hit it she be like, "Wagwan"
Peter Piper a pepper, and I picked the pressure
Pick a fight, I a side, I put you on a stretcher
Peter picked up a nine, I put it together
poppin' at the people, they 'bout to meet the Beretta
Better meet the metal, I'm in need of a of a measure
Put you than what's deep of the sea of the desert
I've been scheming while I'm creeping, like fifty feet to the
Niggas and hit the pedal, put my feet in the metal, god damn!

508 all on my side, they gon' ride, they gon'
Nigga, a homicide, oh my god, oh my god
I said I was gon' retire, bitch I lied, I lied
I ain't got no fucking job, my life, this my, wait

2]
All of y'all wishy,
All my kids in a car seat
I my dime to hibachi, we do 69 like Tekashi
Lyin' in the sand, too much time in your hands, I think I need to you a hobby
God got a plan, that God hold your hand, I think I'm 'bout to catch me a body!
Tell all my teachers that I said I'm back on my G shit and I'm back to get even
I on tour and got paid, now I'm back in the region, I let off this mac for no reason
You are now witnessing greatness, I'm practically and this is the passion of Jesus
And all you basic motherfuckas are achievement, and I've just been laughing and geekin'
Back to business, I got mad intentions, I ain't perfect, I done made bad decisions
But competition, I'm a savage winning
You can the digits, I'm a mathematician
I see you niggas, I've been lacking vision
You've been acting different, been acting distant
I'ma do shit to bring me mad attention
You do some shit that send me back to prison, whoa!
This is uncomfortable, you just keep your feet in a fire
I think my gun got a crush on you, boy, you 'bout to meet your admirer
How you do shit you wanna do? I do that shit just to keep Me inspired
I used to hit it and leave when I wanted to, now I hit it and be inside her, woo
Roll up on 'em when I pull up on 'em, put that motherfucking up on 'em with that holy water
Joyner Lucas, I'm a mona [?] leader motor runnin'
Man, too many know about it, but I thought about it
Prayed about it to the Lord about it in the morning, but I gotta Show 'em what it's all about and call 'em out
I ain't nigga you could talk about, you better calm it down
Don't be tryna give me the runaround, I'll 'em down god damn, wait

508 all on my side, they ride, they gon' ride
Nigga a homicide, oh my god, oh my god
I said I was gon' retire, bitch I lied, bitch I
I ain't got no fucking job, this my life, my

3]
This is God's plan, someone me
I was here from Illuminati
Evil written on my body
Me and Satan pull up in a red
Don't be put your fucking arm around me
Bring the drama, it ain't to find me
This a lucid dream, this a
UFO flying while I'm shotty
I'm a ninja, pull up on a
187 on the cops me
This is Hiroshima, this is
I'm Mahatma in a Maserati, god damn
Now me Papi
hammers wanna ride on shotty
Better use your when you talk about me
It ain't hard to me, motherfucker
My name