It's Alive

My pockets on swoll' my rims all grown When I hit the club everything goes Bottles in the air put your lighters in the air But when I'm in here I don't really care Cause I ride on 'em I style on 'em Yea I lean on 'em yea I flash on 'em Yea I know that's the way you like it huh? Yea that's the way you love me huh? It's alive its alive rounds kill the eyes I had to bring the bitch back like Frankenstein I push weight but Gucci don't exercise I get extra from whipping up extra pies I'm in a hood like the mayor 'round election time Here's a suggestion don't park your car next to mine I'm a star when the light hit I'm supposed to shine Your flow is garbage they let me out just in time They got a section but none of the hoes are fine They need to exit don't let the grind past you by I run laps round lames with my shoes untied I jump the line walk in and watch the crowd divide Still stuck outside its the ugly side Look Medusa in the eye and Medusa died This top secret shit classified Don't blame me swizz was the mastermind Cant breath cant breath tone tony brush the time I keep my chain moon walking Michael Jackson time I keep on buying ice like I lost my mind This little light of mine is supposed to shine My pockets on swoll' my rims all grown When I hit the club everything goes Bottles in the air put your lighters in the air But when I'm in here I don't really care Cause I ride on 'em I style on 'em Yea I lean on 'em yea I flash on 'em Yea I know that's the way you like it huh? Yea that's the way you love me huh? Hurry up hurry up Gucci on the news They said he walked out the chair rocking stupid jewels They tried to find what it do they made that Jew confused Too much cash on my hundred falling out my troops A yellow wrist bright as piss bitch I'm the shit Big Gucci called swizz lets make a hit Two things in this world I ain't never seen Are you a foreigner nigga I need to help to get me mean? I hope you suffocate me totally baby let me breath Cause I don't chase nothing but paper bitches chasing me Excuse my french I'm Gucci I'm so fucking gutter It don't make no sense to switch for none of these motherfuckers My pockets on swoll' my rims all grown When I hit the club everything goes Bottles in the air put your lighters in the air But when I'm in here I don't really care Cause I ride on 'em I style on 'em Yea I lean on 'em yea I flash on 'em Yea I know that's the way you like it huh? Yea that's 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 Plus the boy right here I'm fresh to death (whoo) Chris Jones on my feet see I can't fall from Suzuki jeeps Now I'm jumping off decks 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 grown When I hit the club everything goes Bottles in the air put your lighters in the air But when I'm in here I don't really care Cause I ride on 'em I style on 'em Yea I lean on 'em yea I flash on 'em Yea I know that's the way you like it huh? Yea that's the way you love me huh?