I guess im alive by ESHS Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Look, look, none of my fans will ever meet me in person
'Cause like a serpent I slither 'neath the surface
So when I surface, a circus of circuits, burdening themselves finna' burst and
Just like a virgin I get hot when I'm nervous
Or if I'm working
Providing a service, like I'm God and this is my sermon
But without all the priests who constantly lurking
So learn your lesson
I ain't here to be the one to always count your blessings
Count Dracula, counting up the numbers like a killer, bruh
Kill 'em like vine, corporate revenues on the side
Big business loans from shady business' like Christ
Get it? Of Mice and Men, sadly homie I ain't fucking finished yet
Rapping like a sinner praying to his god for his sins repent
Rinse repeat, rinse all the blood off of your hands in the sand of a beach
Drink the bleach, hoping that it could dye your hair like your teeth
Like mama jeans, always fucking bigger than they need to be
So fuck the Gs, I been buying many Os
And fucking many hoes.. haha get it? That's the fucking joke
I ain't got many doors to open and I'm really fucking broke
I think you should've thought it over right before you fucking spoke
'Cause I done got the Glock locked onto your head and ready to blow
[Outro]
This the fucking life
This the fucking life
This the fucking life
This-this-this-this the fucking life
Look, look, none of my fans will ever meet me in person
'Cause like a serpent I slither 'neath the surface
So when I surface, a circus of circuits, burdening themselves finna' burst and
Just like a virgin I get hot when I'm nervous
Or if I'm working
Providing a service, like I'm God and this is my sermon
But without all the priests who constantly lurking
So learn your lesson
I ain't here to be the one to always count your blessings
Count Dracula, counting up the numbers like a killer, bruh
Kill 'em like vine, corporate revenues on the side
Big business loans from shady business' like Christ
Get it? Of Mice and Men, sadly homie I ain't fucking finished yet
Rapping like a sinner praying to his god for his sins repent
Rinse repeat, rinse all the blood off of your hands in the sand of a beach
Drink the bleach, hoping that it could dye your hair like your teeth
Like mama jeans, always fucking bigger than they need to be
So fuck the Gs, I been buying many Os
And fucking many hoes.. haha get it? That's the fucking joke
I ain't got many doors to open and I'm really fucking broke
I think you should've thought it over right before you fucking spoke
'Cause I done got the Glock locked onto your head and ready to blow
[Outro]
This the fucking life
This the fucking life
This the fucking life
This-this-this-this the fucking life