[Intro]

MTM, hit 'em with the heat

[Chorus]

Alive but not livin' (Yuh), I'm tryna get with it (Yuh)

The size of my dick (Yuh) is not risin', I'm thinkin' (Ayy)

Of findin' new women (Ayy), the void that I'm fillin' (Yuh)

The gaps that I'm bridgin' (Yuh, yuh), the pistol I'm grippin' (Bitch)

Got me thinking 'bout the old times (Old times)

How many rappers need a co-sign (Co-sign)

Twenty-four-seven, I was always on the frontline (Yuh, yuh)

Underground Underdog, cannot be confined (Yuh, yuh, bitch)

Alive but not livin' (Yuh), I'm tryna get with it (Yuh)

The size of my dick (Yuh) is not risin', I'm thinkin' (Ayy)

Of findin' new women (Ayy), the void that I'm fillin' (Yuh)

The gaps that I'm bridgin' (Yuh, yuh), the pistol I'm grippin' (Bitch)

Got me thinking 'bout the old times (Old times)

How many rappers need a co-sign (Co-sign)

Twenty-four-seven, I was always on the frontline (Yuh, yuh)

Underground Underdog, cannot be confined (Yuh, yuh)

[Verse 1]

Sit back, relax in the black Cadillac on them twenty-twos

Screaming, "Fuck you" out the window

To the people I don't fuck with, the same hoes I grew up with

That never wanted to suck dick

Now they want me to cuff 'em, stuff 'em with a combustion

Back in the day, ho, you was so reluctant

Now you lookin' at me like you lookin' at your husband, yuh, yuh

Ayy, why you switching up? You said you was never the one for me

Had me runnin' in circles and chasin' the cat

I see how the tables have turned now I got that cat on my lap

Hate me, love me, don't say you know me (Yuh)

The money make me feel less lonely (Yuh)

The women make me feel so phony (Yuh)

My own homies wanna bust my dome piece (Yuh, ayy, yuh, ayy)

[Chorus]

Alive but not livin' (Yuh), I'm tryna get with it (Yuh)

The size of my dick (Yuh) is not risin', I'm thinkin' (Ayy)

Of findin' new women (Ayy), the void that I'm fillin' (Yuh)

The gaps that I'm bridgin' (Yuh, yuh), the pistol I'm grippin' (Bitch)

Got me thinking 'bout the old times (Old times)

How many rappers need a co-sign (Co-sign)

Twenty-four-seven, I was always on the frontline (Yuh, yuh)

Underground Underdog, cannot be confined (Yuh, yuh, bitch)

Alive but not livin' (Yuh), I'm tryna get with it (Yuh)

The size of my dick (Yuh) is not risin', I'm thinkin' (Ayy)

Of findin' new women (Ayy), the void that I'm fillin' (Yuh)

The gaps that I'm bridgin' (Yuh, yuh), the pistol I'm grippin' (Bitch)

Got me thinking 'bout the old times (Old times)

How many rappers need a co-sign (Co-sign)

Twenty-four-seven, I was always on the frontline (Yuh, yuh)

Underground Underdog, cannot be confined (Yuh, yuh)

[Verse 2]

I know you maintainin', baby

You run around and drive me crazy

Late nights, you my Chelsea lately

Never will I bend, never will you break me

And the Smith & Wesson always stainless

One shot and I'll fall to the pavement

Let my brain fall flat by the bayside

Homicide won't find me 'til the daylight

When the right time comes, grab me from behind

I hope I fuckin' struggle while you sucking out the life from me

Is this what you wanted when I'm finally gone?

From this moment, will you become proud of me?

[Bridge]

'Cause I can't be myself if you don't want me to be

And I can't stand myself if you can't understand me

[Chorus]

Alive but not livin' (Yuh), I'm tryna get with it (Yuh)

The size of my dick (Yuh) is not risin', I'm thinkin' (Ayy)

Of findin' new women (Ayy), the void that I'm fillin' (Yuh)

The gaps that I'm bridgin' (Yuh, yuh), the pistol I'm grippin' (Bitch)

Got me thinking 'bout the old times (Old times)

How many rappers need a co-sign (Co-sign)

Twenty-four-seven, I was always on the frontline (Yuh, yuh)

Underground Underdog, cannot be confined (Yuh, yuh, bitch)

Alive but not livin' (Yuh), I'm tryna get with it (Yuh)

The size of my dick (Yuh) is not risin', I'm thinkin' (Ayy)

Of findin' new women (Ayy), the void that I'm fillin' (Yuh)

The gaps that I'm bridgin' (Yuh, yuh), the pistol I'm grippin' (Bitch)

Got me thinking 'bout the old times (Old times)

How many rappers need a co-sign (Co-sign)

Twenty-four-seven, I was always on the frontline (Yuh, yuh)

Underground Underdog, cannot be confined (Yuh, yuh, bitch)