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Yeah, yeah Too much wasted time, wasted potential Hate havin' to tell somebody what I'm finna do Been crashin' out since middle school, way before an interview The view is better when you allow the haters to get rid of you Ghost, I'm invisible, I prefer it that way Started to fall off track, when you built your roads and designed your train I keep my life sweet and plain, and my iced tea the same With a white tee, the ice made me shine, mane H-Town, Johnny Dang Corpus Christi in my veins, my boy get on my nerves I swear that nigga get out my face, I'm a long way from pain See my mistakes every day, I see 'em more when I pray but– I'm still alive Thank God I'm still alive Alive Waiting for you For you Type of nigga that'll hold the whole onion One thing for sure, you know I'm never gon change Still quick to cut the bitch off and do my own thing Boss man, you know I'm really doing things that they can't Still pourin' fours in my drank Letras de cancionesAnd my cup too muddy, same color my paint Don dada, bitch, I'm really top rank Standin' in these trenches, everywhere that you ain't The way that I think will leave niggas speechless Demons in the trap smokin' dope, all teethless Dope that I got'll have you up for three weekends Y'all bloodsuckers, no fronts for these leeches I ain't never killed nobody, I promise But seen many bodies and niggas that will haunt me When I left home, it was only me and my homies Raised by the wolves, I thought the devil was on me A curse be upon 'em, anybody that want it The first one to pull it, the last man to breathe The helicopters and sirens, it's getting harder to sleep I used to cry to my mama, I was afraid of the fiends And what I grow up to be? Life is funny that way I'm steppin' on these niggas before they get it my way My only fear is God, he know every nigga I robbed Pistol in my right, I'm the left hand of God (God, God) (God, God) I'm still alive (God, God) Thank God I'm still alive Alive Waiting for you For you Turkish cotton (I'm fine now) Rogers and Link (I'm fine now) Cry for me (I'm fine now) Styrofoam, baby I'm still alive (Thank Boyer) You're alive Alive Thank Boyer Thank Boyer Thank Boyer Dirty South for life No, you won't change my mind Mind From Letras Mania