Z-ro - I'm Alive lyrics

I am, the type of n***a that brang' his pistol in the club I am, the type of n***a your baby daddy wish he was I am, the type of n***a that don’t know how to give a f** The type of n***a that will tell the whole club, f** the whole club f** a state trooper, f** a sheriff, f** a sergeant and f** a deputy Man f** the police, I'll be yelling that sh** Till it ain’t no more breath left in me One deep for life until the casket closes If I ain’t ready kick my casket open Y’all heard what I said, I’m back from the dead They k**ed me last night, but I’m here this morning These n***as ain’t gonn hold me back Oh yea these n***as they hold me stacks Hear that n***a the same weather Chop his a** down and leave em like that I’m that n***a, ad n***a, like what the f** is backing down I come down yo' block and unload this uzi, reload that b**h and come back around I’m alive, I’m alive The way they try to murder me is like a 9 to 5 But I’m alive, I’m alive The reverend is a gangster, we got weapons in our choir I’m alive, I’m alive If we ever go to war you better hope you on my side Run up if you want to, I’m gon' hit you with that iron Now everybody can see what you have on your mind Listen, these rappers said they got love for me But I’m knowing they really hate me though They be like I’ma get Ro to do the hook But if I let him do a verse, he gonna take the show And that’s a no no, he ain’t stealing my shine But how the f** he 35 and he still in his prime I ain’t never been a yg, I started off as a OG in this motherf**er And I never heard what’s your name Cause everybody know me in this motherf**er It ain’t just no rap, I really be where the coke be In this motherf**er Try to rob me, b**h I’ma shoot your lights out I’m Kobe in this motherf**er I murder this microphone and put your pro tools in a chokehold Styrofoam after styrophone, and I’m smokin' like a broke stone Go hard on the mic so hard might accidentally give me a broke nose On the mic, I'm a c**aine x pill and your favorite rapper is a no dose I’m alive, I’m alive The way they try to murder me is like a 9 to 5 But I’m alive, I’m alive The reverend is a gangster, we got weapons in them choir I’m alive, I’m alive If we ever go to war you better hope you on my side Run up if you want to, I’m gonna hit you with that iron Now everybody can see what you have on your mind