letra de still alive - deflow
[verse 1:deflow]
beast mode on this flow,i just got out of sleep mode
its floso you sleep on,that’s devilish cos we evil
soul brothers of the beetles,n-gga we ain’t weevils
and the wait(weight) is over,from the top,we dropping kilos
push sick birds over borders, we stuck with the illegals(ill eagles)
you couldn’t tag along yet you claiming you got real close(real clothes)
they put a price on my head?why they tryna k!ll flow
these p-ssies squirt on me and i ain’t e’en tryna drill those
kay-t told me,bars over delivery,so i’d rather be in jail than have a baby mama live on me
not necessarily,street cred over family,i ain’t down for child support thats gone swallow my whole salary
n-ggas snitch and lie,ain’t that really f-ckery?all these conspiracies,you won’t let a n-gga be
shout out to my n-gga bee,we’ll make it in this industry,and make so much green we could camouflage militaries
my whole team got dreams,working towards it,now you see, yaga got signed by double a.p
me i’m wild in the jungle like a slave who broke shackles, paranoid bout my shadow cos its tryna chase me
i’m relentless with these hard flows and i leave y’all puzzled and them hoes came around they couldn’t tame me
i’m relentless with these hard flows and i leave y’all puzzled and them hoes came around they couldn’t tame me
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the beast still alive, i came to win, not just to survive x4
[verse 2:deflow]
i’m from where all my n-ggas living tax free
try snitching we’ll never leave the techs(tax) free
i don’t smoke but most of my n-ggas burn trees
i roll with harsh thugs(hash tags) and they tryna trend me
the dea tryna get a n-gga preyed on,so i move fast to get this yay gone (ye gon),i’m so muhf-ckin zhenli
these rappers(wrappers) ain’t safe, they’re like weak sheaths so i can’t f-ck with y’all, i ain’t tryna get kids
i do this for me and every real n-gga playlist,i’m underground fire but d-mn i ain’t hades
all my n-ggas rhyme and we never gon decline, so ironically it will be pointless tryna diss em all (decimal)
you ain’t got game,rhyme schemes be cliche and i think you castrates cos why you never balled?
put this on replay, headphones on blast ayy, till you could rap this,then i got you overdose
they say my blueprints are blackmails, they’re colorblind
always up in my biz,they could never tell the borderline
you couldn’t factor me out, and i ain’t in my prime
i turn my negatives to positives when i crossed the line
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