CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : So Alive

Southside on the track, yeah

Casket fresh, lil' shawty, not no suit and tie
Up and down the block, I’m doin' suicides
G6 got my heart beatin', I’m so alive
Feds been watchin' me trap, they got me supervised
Damn, I miss my dawgs, I can't look to the sky
Thinkin' 'bout my past, it got me terrified
Robins gave me wings, now I can shoot and fly

Yeah, my b*t*h took my heart and my sobriety
Tryna shake my demons, and they follow me
Only mix my Kodaks with my [?]
Tryna rock Mulatto like a designer fit
took that mop, she got good lip
Came up off that block, man, I'm hood rich
D-r-a-c-o with that wood tip
I can't miss no shots, I got good grip
Yeah, three-way in this coupe, this sh*t so spacious
Hit your favorite ho, I guess I made it
Yeah, put her on the streets for you to save her
Yeah, I rock old Chanel, that sh*t so playa