Still Alive - Intellectual

[Verse 1:Deflow]

Beast mode on this flow,I just got out of sleep mode

Its floso you sleep on,that's devilish cos we evil

Soul brothers of the beetles,nigga we ain't weevils

And the wait(weight) is over,from the top,we dropping kilos

Push sick birds over borders, we stuck with the illegals(ill eagles)

You couldn't tag along yet you claiming you got real close(real clothes)

They put a price on my head?why they tryna kill flow

These pussies squirt on me and i ain't e'en tryna drill those

Kay-T told me,bars over delivery,so i'd rather be in jail than have a baby mama live on me

Not necessarily,street cred over family,i ain't down for child support thats gone swallow my whole salary

Niggas snitch and lie,ain't that really fuckery?all these conspiracies,you won't let a nigga be

Shout out to my nigga Bee,we'll make it in this industry,and make so much green we could camouflage militaries

My whole team got dreams,working towards it,now you see, YAGA got signed by double A.P

Me I'm wild in the jungle like a slave who broke shackles, paranoid bout my shadow cos its tryna chase me

I'm relentless with these hard flows and I leave y'all puzzled and them hoes came around they couldn't tame me

The beast still alive, I came to win, not just to survive X4

I'm from where all my niggas living tax free

Try snitching we'll never leave the techs(tax) free

I don't smoke but most of my niggas burn trees

I roll with harsh thugs(hash tags) and they tryna trend me

The DEA tryna get a nigga preyed on,so I move fast to get this Yay gone (Ye Gon),I'm so muhfuckin Zhenli

These rappers(wrappers) ain't safe, they're like weak sheaths so I can't fuck with y'all, I ain't tryna get kids

I do this for me and every real nigga playlist,I'm underground fire but damn i ain't Hades

All my niggas rhyme and we never gon decline, so ironically it will be pointless tryna diss em all (decimal)

You ain't got game,rhyme schemes be cliche and I think you castrates cos why you never balled?

Put this on replay, headphones on blast ayy, till you could rap this,then I got you overdose

They say my blueprints are blackmails, they're colorblind

Always up in my biz,they could never tell the borderline

You couldn't factor me out, and I ain't in my prime

I turn my negatives to positives when I crossed the line