As if you didn't already f*ckin' know
You might get arrested to this shit right here
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Like Christopher Wallace, may
Everything that ain't with the click get demolished
F*ck everything that's liquid
Cause this shit is solid
And I ain't on no slick shit
It's just how I'm rockin (aye)
For god is my witness with omnipotent optics
I set the bar and bless them folks with knowledge
I learned them folk this shit, I guess they forgot it
Aye, since they don't remember
I'm just gon' eat them folks for dinner
Either on the street or on instrumental
Check my rap, sheet, I got credentials
Aye
My shit is Arnold Schwarzenegger arm
Like a chopper, boy
Aye
That mean I ain't never ran up on some shit
I could not destroy
You cannot copy, boy
And y'all can't flex
At 43, I still got feet on y'all neck
You say you the best
I say you on the betArnold Schwarzenegger
You swearin' you strong, we know you ain't no threat
I shoot a shot that go through you and move through
Like it ain't even touch the net
You wouldn't say or do the shit that you do
If you wasn't on internet
In person, get checked
Straight like that
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
They don't want smoke like they use an inhaler
They don't want beef cause I pull up and cater
Wavin my gun in the sky, ready to die
I'm ready to meet the creator
Life is a bitch, but we never date her
I'm from the Ville, she from Decatur
Want me to choke her and f*ck like I hate her
So I'm bout to stab her, she scream, I impale her
Feel like a sailor, she wet this bitch drippin
Pop me a pill, now I feel like I'm slippin
She do what I say so, she call me queso
Cause after we f*ck, she know that I'm dippin
This ain't water, this lean I'm sippin
Trap stay jumpin its hoppin and skippin
Leave him in acid cause he was trippin
Got me a K, now I'm shootin like Pippen
Shot like Scotty or Jordan or Melo
Might spaz out and explode
I might pull up like, hello
That's mask off, no dress code
My AK go bang, bang
My pistol go pew, pew
Shotgun the same thing
These bullets goin right through you
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Aint it ironic I'm ready to die, but just started living
Bitch, I'm a man, who am I kidding
I know it's the winners that get all the women
From saint to a sinner, doomed from the beginning
The art of a martyr who went out while grinning
If anyone play about Rae, don't get caught in broad day
'Cause my get back, it aint got no limits
Flesh of my flesh you gon' pay me penance
Shit, only thing I got left to do is die
I'll pull up with twenty gorillas
Break into yo villa
We come in the still of the night
With all of this power I'm feelin
I feel I can tear the whole moon right up out the sky
I'll leave em maroon, just without the five
You aint no goon, you a gorgonite
Nothing but a small soldier
Cold world, my heart colder
Masked up like October
I'm fly no layover
Eli please roll the dodi
There ain't no stems and no seeds
I'm on that pen and no sleep
But f*ck the pen and police
They cant hold me
Yeah
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Ashes of the Apocalypse - Ready to Die (feat. Gustavo Gatsby, R3CKL3SS, KamaKeezy & ODDWATERS) Lyrics
Ashes of the Apocalypse - Ready to Die (feat. Gustavo Gatsby, R3CKL3SS, KamaKeezy & ODDWATERS) Lyrics
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As if you didn't already f*ckin' know
You might get arrested to this shit right here
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Like Christopher Wallace, may
Everything that ain't with the click get demolished
F*ck everything that's liquid
Cause this shit is solid
And I ain't on no slick shit
It's just how I'm rockin (aye)
For god is my witness with omnipotent optics
I set the bar and bless them folks with knowledge
I learned them folk this shit, I guess they forgot it
Aye, since they don't remember
I'm just gon' eat them folks for dinner
Either on the street or on instrumental
Check my rap, sheet, I got credentials
Aye
My shit is Arnold Schwarzenegger arm
Like a chopper, boy
Aye
That mean I ain't never ran up on some shit
I could not destroy
You cannot copy, boy
And y'all can't flex
At 43, I still got feet on y'all neck
You say you the best
I say you on the betArnold Schwarzenegger
You swearin' you strong, we know you ain't no threat
I shoot a shot that go through you and move through
Like it ain't even touch the net
You wouldn't say or do the shit that you do
If you wasn't on internet
In person, get checked
Straight like that
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
They don't want smoke like they use an inhaler
They don't want beef cause I pull up and cater
Wavin my gun in the sky, ready to die
I'm ready to meet the creator
Life is a bitch, but we never date her
I'm from the Ville, she from Decatur
Want me to choke her and f*ck like I hate her
So I'm bout to stab her, she scream, I impale her
Feel like a sailor, she wet this bitch drippin
Pop me a pill, now I feel like I'm slippin
She do what I say so, she call me queso
Cause after we f*ck, she know that I'm dippin
This ain't water, this lean I'm sippin
Trap stay jumpin its hoppin and skippin
Leave him in acid cause he was trippin
Got me a K, now I'm shootin like Pippen
Shot like Scotty or Jordan or Melo
Might spaz out and explode
I might pull up like, hello
That's mask off, no dress code
My AK go bang, bang
My pistol go pew, pew
Shotgun the same thing
These bullets goin right through you
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Aint it ironic I'm ready to die, but just started living
Bitch, I'm a man, who am I kidding
I know it's the winners that get all the women
From saint to a sinner, doomed from the beginning
The art of a martyr who went out while grinning
If anyone play about Rae, don't get caught in broad day
'Cause my get back, it aint got no limits
Flesh of my flesh you gon' pay me penance
Shit, only thing I got left to do is die
I'll pull up with twenty gorillas
Break into yo villa
We come in the still of the night
With all of this power I'm feelin
I feel I can tear the whole moon right up out the sky
I'll leave em maroon, just without the five
You aint no goon, you a gorgonite
Nothing but a small soldier
Cold world, my heart colder
Masked up like October
I'm fly no layover
Eli please roll the dodi
There ain't no stems and no seeds
I'm on that pen and no sleep
But f*ck the pen and police
They cant hold me
Yeah
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
You might get arrested to this shit right here
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Like Christopher Wallace, may
Everything that ain't with the click get demolished
F*ck everything that's liquid
Cause this shit is solid
And I ain't on no slick shit
It's just how I'm rockin (aye)
For god is my witness with omnipotent optics
I set the bar and bless them folks with knowledge
I learned them folk this shit, I guess they forgot it
Aye, since they don't remember
I'm just gon' eat them folks for dinner
Either on the street or on instrumental
Check my rap, sheet, I got credentials
Aye
My shit is Arnold Schwarzenegger arm
Like a chopper, boy
Aye
That mean I ain't never ran up on some shit
I could not destroy
You cannot copy, boy
And y'all can't flex
At 43, I still got feet on y'all neck
You say you the best
I say you on the betArnold Schwarzenegger
You swearin' you strong, we know you ain't no threat
I shoot a shot that go through you and move through
Like it ain't even touch the net
You wouldn't say or do the shit that you do
If you wasn't on internet
In person, get checked
Straight like that
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
They don't want smoke like they use an inhaler
They don't want beef cause I pull up and cater
Wavin my gun in the sky, ready to die
I'm ready to meet the creator
Life is a bitch, but we never date her
I'm from the Ville, she from Decatur
Want me to choke her and f*ck like I hate her
So I'm bout to stab her, she scream, I impale her
Feel like a sailor, she wet this bitch drippin
Pop me a pill, now I feel like I'm slippin
She do what I say so, she call me queso
Cause after we f*ck, she know that I'm dippin
This ain't water, this lean I'm sippin
Trap stay jumpin its hoppin and skippin
Leave him in acid cause he was trippin
Got me a K, now I'm shootin like Pippen
Shot like Scotty or Jordan or Melo
Might spaz out and explode
I might pull up like, hello
That's mask off, no dress code
My AK go bang, bang
My pistol go pew, pew
Shotgun the same thing
These bullets goin right through you
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Aint it ironic I'm ready to die, but just started living
Bitch, I'm a man, who am I kidding
I know it's the winners that get all the women
From saint to a sinner, doomed from the beginning
The art of a martyr who went out while grinning
If anyone play about Rae, don't get caught in broad day
'Cause my get back, it aint got no limits
Flesh of my flesh you gon' pay me penance
Shit, only thing I got left to do is die
I'll pull up with twenty gorillas
Break into yo villa
We come in the still of the night
With all of this power I'm feelin
I feel I can tear the whole moon right up out the sky
I'll leave em maroon, just without the five
You aint no goon, you a gorgonite
Nothing but a small soldier
Cold world, my heart colder
Masked up like October
I'm fly no layover
Eli please roll the dodi
There ain't no stems and no seeds
I'm on that pen and no sleep
But f*ck the pen and police
They cant hold me
Yeah
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Damn it, I'm feelin' alive
Wavin' my gun in the sky
F*ck it, I'm high
Baby, I'm ready to die
Writer: Steven Schaefer, Matthew Odle, Carlos Newson, Justin Lancaster
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Ashes of the Apocalypse
Language: English
Length: 4:41
Written by: Steven Schaefer, Matthew Odle, Carlos Newson, Justin Lancaster