Besedila: Gucci Mane. It's Alive.

(feat. Swizz Beatz)

My pockets on swoll my rims all flowed
When I hit the club everything goes
Bottles in the air put your lighters in the air
But when I'm in here I dont really care
Cause I ride on 'em I style on 'em
Yea I lay on 'em yea I flash on 'em
Yea I know thats the way you like it huh?
Yea thats the way you love me huh?

Its alive its alive rounds kill the eyes
I bring the bitch back like frankenstein
I push break bread gucci dont exercise
I get ass cushion from whooping no [?]
Im in a hood like the mail around leisure time
Heres a suggestion dont park your car next to mine
Im a star when the light hit I'm supposed to shine
Your flow is carb they let me out just in time
They got a section but none of the hoes are fine
They need to exit dont let the grind past you by
I run last round lanes with my shoes untied
I jump the line walk in and watch the crowd divide
I just stepped outside its the ugly side
Kill medusa in the eye and medusa died
This top secret shit is classified
Dont blame me swizz was the mastermind
You cant breath cant breath tone the bracket time
I keep my chain moonwalking michael jackson time
I keep on buying ice like I lost my mind
This little lore of mine is supposed to shine

My pockets on swoll my rims all flowed
When I hit the club everything goes
Bottles in the air put your lighters in the air
But when I'm in here I dont really care
Cause I ride on 'em I style on 'em
Yea I lay on 'em yea I flash on 'em
Yea I know thats the way you like it huh?
Yea thats the way you love me huh?

Hurry up hurry up gucci on the news
They said he walked out the chair rocking stupid shoes
They tried to find a way to do they made that jew confused
Too much cash on my honeys falling out my trousers
I got a wrist [?] bitch I'm the shit
Big gucci called swizz lets make a hit
Two things in this world I aint never seen
Are you a porno nigga I need to help to get me mean?
I hope you suffocate me totally baby let me breath
Cause I dont chase nothing but paper bitchs chasing me
Excuse my french I'm gucci I'm so fucking gutter
It dont make no sense to switch on these motherfuckers

My pockets on swoll my rims all flowed
When I hit the club everything goes
Bottles in the air put your lighters in the air
But when I'm in here I dont really care
Cause I ride on 'em I style on 'em
Yea I lay on 'em yea I flash on 'em
Yea I know thats the way you like it huh?
Yea thats the way you love me huh?

So not to say my life is it
I said no doc my wife is it
Now I'm back back going like I never never left
[?] boy right here I'm fresh to death
[?] on my feet see I can't fall from Suzuki jeeps
Now I'm jumping off text
The word about the haters they can be upset and
The black card in my back pocket
The corner sig is looking like a speeding rocket
Yeah I'm zooming on a highway
And you should love me I did it my way

My pockets on swoll my rims all flowed
When I hit the club everything goes
Bottles in the air put your lighters in the air
But when I'm in here I dont really care
Cause I ride on 'em I style on 'em
Yea I lay on 'em yea I flash on 'em
Yea I know thats the way you like it huh?
Yea thats the way you love me huh?