Released on January 1, 2018

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Yo, aye, yo

Chorus:

Do i even have a pulse?

Gotta check sometimes

All i really care about is

A check sometimes

Make me wanna put a noose

'round my neck sometimes

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Do i even have a pulse?

Gotta check sometimes

All i really care about is

A check sometimes

Make me wanna put a noose

'round my neck sometimes

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Verse:

Just a dead man walkin' round the city

Walkin into traffic

Good thing i ain't got nobody with mem

Good thing they all busy

Good thing they all got work

Bad thing i got writer's block

And can't write a fuckin' verse

Like how the fuck im supposed to eat?

Nigga this shit is my job

And i know the money phones

And foreigns are all a mirage 

But a nigga gotta eat

So my mind stay on the money

Rryna stay away from it

Don't know how much more running

I can do

So i see a train comin'

Run in front it

Last vision i see is me 

Thumbin'

Through a check

Then i wake up, covered in sweat, 

Fuckin' heart thumpin

Guess i do got a pulse

If that even means somethin'

'Cause i rip my heart out my chest

And put it in this music

But, instead of hunnids, 

I just get these critics two cents

And i keep goin

Because my passion defeats reason

But its like i gotta force my heart 

To keep beatin'

Chorus:

Do i even have a pulse?

Gotta check sometimes

All i really care about is

A check sometimes

But if all you care about is money

Nigga, are you even alive?

I-i

Do i even have a pulse?

Gotta check sometimes

All i really care about is

A check sometimes

But if all you care about is money

Nigga, are you even alive?

Nah