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Look Alive (feat. Drake)
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3,082,994Hip-Hop/Rap2018
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Look Alive (feat. Drake) was discovered most frequently at around 10 seconds into the song during the past week

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[Intro]
Tay Keith, fuck these **** up! (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh
Yeah (Ooh)
6 God, BlocBoy, 6 God, BlocBoy
Ooh
(Word, BlocBoy) 6 God, BlocBoy, 6 God, BlocBoy
Ooh
6 God
Yeah
Hey
[Chorus]
901 Shelby Drive, look alive, look alive ('Live)
**** came up on this side, now they on the other side (Word, word, word)
Oh well, fuck 'em, dawg, we gon' see how hard they ride
I get racks to go outside and I split it with the guys (Outside)
We up on the other side, **** actin' like we tied
I've been gone since, like, July, **** actin' like I died
They won't be expectin' shit when Capo go to slide (Hah)
'Cause I told them that we put that shit behind us but I lied (Hah)
[Verse 1]
Aye, aye, look who I'm around, man
If I fucked up, I'ma be downtown, man
Fourth floor bound, man, that's if I get caught, man
Pushed me to the edge, so it really ain't my mothafuckin' fault
Man, I'm not to blame, man, this fuckin' industry is cutthroat
I'm not the same, man, and I could let you check the tag now
I'm rockin' name brand, I'm only chasin' after bags now
I got a game plan and I'm out here with the woo!
[Chorus]
700, three high fives, look alive, look alive ('Live)
**** came up on this side, now they on the other side (Word, word, word)
Oh well, fuck 'em, dawg, we gon' see how hard they ride
I get racks to go outside and I split it with the guys (Outside)
We up on the other side, **** actin' like we tied
I've been gone since, like, July, **** actin' like I died
They won't be expectin' shit when Capo go to slide (Hah)
'Cause I told them that we put that shit behind us but I— (Hah)
[Verse 2]
Bitch, come through
Through
You and you
You
I'ma get the money
(Word) Dr—Dr—Drizzy get the loot
(The loot) Pu—pu—pull up with that Draco
(Huh?) Play with Drake and I'ma shoot
(That's on my mama) My—my—my weapon be a instrument
I'll blow you like a flute (Rrah)
Ni—ni—**** play so he feelin' it
(He feelin' it) Pu—pull up broad day with a K, now he shiverin'
(He shiverin') Drop a **** like he litterin'
(Huh?) W—w—we at your door like we the delivery
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) He not a plug, he middle man
(Middle man) That—that **** brown like cinnamon
(Cinnamon) I got the rounds like Sugar Ray Robinson
(Uh) Shot to the chest have you gaspin' for oxygen
(Shots, huh?) I'ma spray 'em, just like Febreze
(Like Febreze) Came a long way from sittin' in the nosebleeds
(In the nosebleeds) Now a **** on the floor talkin' to the athletes
(To the athletes) Man, I'm so close to the game that I could steal the stat sheets
Stat sheets
It's Bloc
[Chorus]
901 Shelby Drive, look alive, look alive ('Live)
**** came up on this side, now they on the other side (Word, word, word)
Oh well, fuck 'em, dawg, we gon' see how hard they ride
I get racks to go outside and I split it with the guys (Outside)
We up on the other side, **** actin' like we tied
I've been gone since, like, July, **** actin' like I died
They won't be expectin' shit when Capo go to slide (Hah)
'Cause I told them that we put that shit behind us but I lied (Hah, that's on my mama)
Written by: Aubrey Drake Graham, Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, James Baker

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