Look Alive Lyrics - Joyner Lucas

All you a lie 

Nigga, I ain't ever been a "yes" man 

All you gonna die, you can get murdered on webcam 

I don't get tired; sweat through a headband 

You might look alive, 

that's 'cause you don't really know you a dead man 

This is God's plan, someone stop me 

I've been sent here from Illuminati 

Evil scriptures written on my body 

Me and Satan pull up in a red Ferrari 

Don't be trying to put your fucking arm around me 

44 shots traumatizin' from the .45, hit 44 more 

Carbon copies say you kamikazes 

That's for e'rybody 

Mama, Poppy 

Sister, Brother, Cousin, Uncle, Auntie 

This is not Versace, this is hot hibachi 

This is Hiroshima, this is Nagasaki 

I'm Mahatma Gandhi, a fucking humanoid Anunnaki 

With plenty hammers when I'm riding shotty 

Better use your manners when you talk about me 

Ain't too hard to find me 

I've been killing niggas, still ain't nothin' left though 

Joyner Lucas sicker than a strep throat 

Spanish bitch that wanna give me besos 

They must've forgot I was next up 

Speed out your crib right after I clean out your 

shit and then put All of your fucking money in a escrow 

Fuck what you saying, I'm not the one that you play with 

I think they really mistaken, I wasn't next up? 

You thought wrong and you all gone, all done 

I just might bring back Don Juan, I just might bring back Sean John 

Tell P Diddy that I'm on one 

I'ma beat it down with a Du-Rag 

Pussy ate out, that's a PopCon 

If I don't fuck with you, that's too bad (god damn) 

Ho, you played out like the thong song 

Ain't no bygones being bygones 

I should murder niggas when I buy guns 

Ho, you get stretched like Nylon 

This is my band, I'm Dylon 

All I wanna do is just drop bombs on 

you cheerleadin' niggas with the pom-poms 

My Jamaica bitch got socks on, 

every time I hit it she be like, "wagwan" 

Peter Piper picked a pepper, and I picked the pressure 

Pick a fight, I pick a side, I put you on a stretcher 

Peter Piper picked up a nine, I put it together 

Started poppin' at the people, they 'bout to meet the Beretta 

Better meet the metal, I'ma need a Fujita to measure 

Put you deeper than what's deep of the sea of the desert 

I've been scheming while I'm creeping, like fifty feet to the Jetta 

Niggas speed and hit the pedal, put my feet in the metal, god damn! 

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508 all on my side, they gon' ride, they gon' ride 

Nigga, this a homicide, oh my god, oh my god 

I said I was gon' retire, bitch I lied, bitch I lied 

I ain't got no fucking job, this my life, this my, wait— 

All of y'all wishy and washy 

All y'all my kids in a car seat 

I take my dime to hibachi, we do 69 like Tekashi 

Lyin' in the sand, 

too much time in your hands, I think I need to find you a hobby 

God got a plan, 

hope that God hold your hand, I think I'm 'bout to catch me a body! 

Tell all my teachers that I said I'm back 

on my G shit and I'm coming back to get even 

I went on tour and got paid, 

now I'm back in the region, I let off this mac for no reason 

You are now witnessing greatness, 

I'm practically preaching and this is the passion of Jesus 

And all you basic motherfuckas are lacking 

achievement, and I've just been laughing and geekin' 

Back to business, I got mad intentions, 

I ain't perfect, I done made some bad decisions 

But it's competition, I'm a savage winning 

You can have the digits, I'm a mathematician 

I don't see you niggas, I've been lacking vision 

You've been acting different, I've been acting distant 

I'ma do some shit to bring me mad attention 

You gon' do some shit that send me back to prison, whoa! 

This is uncomfortable, you just keep putting your feet in a fire 

I think my gun got a crush on you, 

boy, you 'bout to meet your secret admirer 

How you do shit you don't wanna do? 

I do that shit just to keep me inspired 

I used to hit it and leave when I wanted 

to, now I hit it and be sleepin' aside her, woo 

Roll up on 'em when I pull up on 'em, 

put that motherfucking smoke up on 'em with that holy water 

Joyner Lucas, I'm a holy mona leader motor runnin' 

Man, too many niggas know about it, but I thought about it 

Prayed about it to the Lord about it in the morning, 

but I gotta show 'em what it's all about and I'ma call 'em out 

I ain't that nigga you could talk about, you better calm it down 

Don't be tryna give me the 

runaround, I'ma shut 'em down god damn, wait 

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508 all on my side, they gon' ride, they gon' ride 

Nigga this a homicide, oh my god, oh my god 

I said I was gon' retire, bitch I lied, bitch I lied 

I ain't got no fucking job, this my life, this my 

This is God's plan, someone stop me 

I was sent here from Illuminati 

Evil scriptures written on my body 

Me and Satan pull up in a red Buggati 

Don't be tryna put your fucking arm around me 

Bring the drama, it ain't hard to find me 

This a lucid dream, this a out-of-body 

UFO flying while I'm riding shotty 

I'm a ninja, pull up on a Kawasaki 

187 on the cops behind me 

This is Hiroshima, this is Nagasaki 

I'm Mahatma Gandhi in a Maserati, god damn 

Now call me Papi 

Plenty hammers when I'm riding shotty 

Better use your manners when you talk about me 

It ain't hard to find me, motherfucker 

My name Joyner