[Intro]

Ima be alive, no matter how hard they try

Ima be alive, side to side with ride-or-dies

Never going blind, I'm keeping my goals on sight

Take a hit and then I fly, 089 to 065

[Verse 1]

I got white friends, tattoos all on their bodys, might be blacker than me

Those white girls got the best of me charming, might eat 'em up bon appétit

When my hype ends ima still be in that foreign (Vroom)

Might put some ice on my teeth

Got that ice age, but need attourneys 'cuz I'm burnin' shit everytime I release

My fade's on zero 'n I look in the mirror huh

Measure 'dem 90 degrees on my edges (Goddamn)

Your girl texts ILY but I decline in past and present

Now she asks me why, I tell her a brother still gotta be goin' to heaven (Amen)

And now she texts back LOL, I laugh out loud no league of legends

No feelings fighting for freedom (What), but I ain't been laying in chains (Nah)

Got sterling 'round my neck, bracelets on deck okay okay

Catch me standing on my feet, don't take defeats I stand the pain

While out here lasting in the heat my demons coming through the rain

In the booth three days in a row three hits I call that hattrick

Not gon' lie my brother, you been working too

But your vocals sound like adlibs (Bitch)

No go if a brother does fold, no heart if your soul got sold

That's why I feel so cold

[Chorus]

'Dem man hate me they way too old, I'm way too cold, no label I might go solo

But 'dem gyal love me, don't wanna get of me, they riding a G like polo

Got hype energy but lying to me, fake friends are a bunch of fucking bozos

Alone in the snow on the road, Hublot as cold as I look on photos

'Dem man hate me I'm way too cold, no label I might go solo

But 'dem gyal love me, don't wanna get of me, they riding a G like polo

Got hype energy but lying to me, fake friends are a bunch of fucking bozos

Alone in the snow on the road, Hublot as cold as I look on photos

[Verse 2]

Seen a nigga dressed up in Nike, sportlich sportlich not a hypebeast (No)

Drip similar to Lil Lightskin, dressed like him but don't sing highpitch (Aye aye aye)

Own label got no franchise but I'm still shinin' in my white tee

Black shorts white socks, sippin' slow on Icetea

I could speak any language you think of and you can tell that Musa's hungry (Yessir)

Put food on my plate, been cooking up while you still call for Mumzy (Mommy)

You looking for trouble and dip like kids who still wear fucking onezies (Pussy)

If you tryna test be ready for me getting back with your ex

While you still make assumptions

Show up to the show, roll up, show out they say I'm showing off

Pull up with the squad off Vodka-Bull and gas that makes you cough

Tough love, people call me a dog, they label my raps as barkin'

Tough to find me a job 'cuz I tend to write like Kanye West is talkin'

I'm all about snowflakes, but I don't like crystals

A cold wall from head to toe, protected from the blizzard

Young nigga with a mouth full of gold

Ain't no steam when I'm breathing, I'm turnin' cold, so cold, so cold

[Chorus]

'Dem man hate me they way too old, I'm way too cold, no label I might go solo

But 'dem gyal love me, don't wanna get of me, they riding a G like polo

Got hype energy but lying to me, fake friends are a bunch of fucking bozos

Alone in the snow on the road, Hublot as cold as I look on photos

'Dem man hate me I'm way too cold, no label I might go solo

But 'dem gyal love me, don't wanna get of me, they riding a G like polo

Got hype energy but lying to me, fake friends are a bunch of fucking bozos

Alone in the snow on the road, Hublot as cold as I look on photos

[Outro]

Ima be alive, no matter how hard they try

Ima be alive, side to side with ride-or-dies

Never going blind, I'm keeping my goals on sight

Take a hit and then I fly, 089 to 065