Look Alive Lyrics




Look Alive is a song by BlocBoy JB Featuring Drake released in 2018. Look Alive is written by Aubrey Graham, Brytavious Chambers, and James Baker, and produced by Tay Keith; Silent Assassin. Below we have added Look Alive lyrics for you!



BlocBoy JB Ft. Drake – Look Alive Lyrics

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas on
Yeah yeah (woo!)
Yeah (6 God, BlocBoy, 6 God, BlocBoy, woo!)
(6 God, BlocBoy, 6 God, BlocBoy, woo!)
Yeah
901 Shelby Drive, look alive, look alive
Niggas came up on this side, now they on the other side
Oh well, fuck ’em dog, we gon’ see how hard they ride
I get racks to go outside, and I split it with the guys
We up on the other side, niggas actin’ like we tied
I’ve been gone since like July, niggas actin’ like I died
They won’t be expectin’ shit when Capo go to slide
‘Cause I told them that we put that shit behind us, but I lied
Ay, ay, look who I’m around, man
If I fucked up, I’ma be downtown, man
Fourth floor bound, man, that’s if I get caught, man
Pushed me to the edge, so it really ain’t my mothafuckin’ fault, man
I’m not to blame, man
This fucking industry is cutthroat, I’m not the same man
And I could let you check the tag now, I’m rocking name brand
I’m only chasing after bags, now I got a game plan
And I’m out here whipping boots
Seven hundred, three high fives look alive, look alive
Niggas came up on this side, now they on the other side
Oh well, fuck ’em dog, we gon’ see how hard they ride
I get racks to go outside, and I split it with the guys
We up on the other side, niggas actin’ like we tied
I’ve been gone since like July, niggas actin’ like I died
They won’t be expectin’ shit when Capo go to slide
‘Cause I told them that we put that shit behind us, but I
Bitch, come through, you, and you
I’ma get the money, D-D-Drizzy get the loot
Pull up with that Draco
Play with Drake and I’ma shoot
My weapon be an instrument, man I’ll blow you like a flute
Nigga play so he feelin’ it
Pull up all day with a K, I ain’t shiverin’
Drop a nigga like he littering
We at the door like we the delivery
He not a plug, he middle man
That-that nigga brown like cinnamon
I got the rounds like Sugar Ray Robinson
Shot to the chest have you gaspin’ for oxygen
I’ma spay ’em, just like Febreeze
Came a long way from sittin’ in the nosebleeds
Now a nigga on the floor talkin’ to the athletes
Now I’m so close to the game I could steal the stat sheet
901 Shelby Drive, look alive, look alive
Niggas came up on this side, now they on the other side
Oh well, fuck ’em dog, we gon’ see how hard they ride
I get racks to go outside, and I split it with the guys
We up on the other side, niggas actin’ like we tied
I’ve been gone since like July, niggas actin’ like I died
They won’t be expectin’ shit when Capo go to slide
‘Cause I told them to put that shit behind us, but I lied



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