Niccle - Still Alive (feat. RealBill & Dizzsani) Lyrics

At 21 I'm still alive
At 21 I feel alive
Musically I sympathize
Dollar signs, mesmerize
You better get ya wifey, I see why you don't like me
I'm the one with money, so no boujee girl excite me
Brodie got the bippy that shit sounded like some lightning
Im the biggest dawg ya bitch bite me
We duckin' -
All shots, straights faced, it's treacherous we move alike
Brodie hella inna mix, can't tell you how he still alive
I done spent long nights never really feeling right
Dummy caught a bullet now it's hard for him to heal at night
My life hella f*cked up, even with this Ice bruh
Better not pipe up, your baby momma piped her
Yeah I'm hella cold, I got hoes that's excit-ed
Designer on my clothes so her nigga wanna fight me
You better get ya wifey, see why you don't like me
I'm the one with money, so no boujee girl excite me
My Brodie got the bippy that shit sounded like some lightning
Im the biggest dawg, aint no puppy tries to bite me
Bag up the O of candy, Halloween night themed
We back door the opps, so you playing on the right team
Dreams of being nominated number one heismen
In the hole with single bills was past (due) on Verizon
Ohh, you feel like I did you wrong, you ain't give me a option
Remind me of my double cup your love is so toxic
If I could have you back, give up everything in my pockets
I lied to the judge, but with you I keep it honest
Popped to many Percocet this shit making me nauseous
P.O on my ass, I got pending charges
Causing ruckus in the spot, kick you out like Martin
I'm not just a rapper, I'm an artist
Painting pictures on the beach shoutout to Picasso
If I'm ridin' with "bipz" then I got to drive slow
Momma worried about me I'm in streets, I'm in the pothole
Everytime I hit the road I come back with a lot of O's
Beat the block like kimbo, I think ima weirdo
Early morning we was watching junkies playing with they nose
Ask me what I bang I say the mob like I'm Al Capone
Roll up that window, I'm bout to roll something strong
I'm just tryna run it up, nah I'm not going home
I just wanna double cup, she want a shot of patron
I know my peoples still with me they ain't really gone
Get fly I get in my zone, I feel this all in my bones
Yeah free the family come home, remember all the gun smoke
He spent a bend with the bip, when it hit it sound like a dumb roll
Damn this shit deeper than rap, I can't leave without cash
Im too deep in the trap
I was sleep when they raided my momma house in November
If we creep with the stick they gon' break when we try to bend em
Hit the V with the bip it go through the windows and fanned him
I don't f*ck with no pretenders they gon' go through in a Sentra
You niggas be Master Splinter we catch him he getting shredded
Free my lor brodie get the drop, put that bitch on his helmet
You know anything I get my hands on Im gon' sell it
I used to lay outside the school or go post at 7/11
Niggas really call me "Bipz", I'm the one that used to be carryin'
At 21 I'm still alive
At 21 I feel alive
Musically I sympathize
Dollar signs, mesmerize
You better get ya wifey, I see why you don't like me
I'm the one with money, so no boujee girl excite me
Brodie got the bippy that shit sounded like some lightning
Im the biggest dawg ya bitch bite me
(uh huh)
F*cked up, Ice bruh
Pipe up, pipe her
I got hoes that's excit-ed
So her nigga wanna fight me
You better get ya wifey, you don't like me
I'm the one with money, so no boujee girl excite me
Shit sounded like some lightning
Ain't no puppy tries to bite me
Halloween night scene
So you playing on the right team
Win the number one heismen
Late on Verizon