Yeah, yeah I, oh, I'm still alive I, I, I'm still alive Who answers? Son, she said Have I got a little story for you What you thought was your daddy Was nothin' but a While you were sittin'

You can make it if you try Yeah, yeah, yeah (All together now) Time still creepin' 'Specially when you're sleepin' Wake up and go For what you know Push a little harder Think a little deeper

Yeah, I'm here and still getting it More food more love, still getting it Beggar time, rap at night Best, still getting it, getting it Sign on the best, still getting it Beggar five, rapping like, thanks still getting it Damn it, sign like the best,

We got that bad love, but it taste like medicine I never had love, so I learned to settle quick I guess I never thought I'd have to choose Between paradise and you And now I'm free, I'm free, yeah Now I'm free I still creep on your 'Gram, oh See you with

I'm still standing yeah yeah yeah Looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid I'm still standing after all this time Picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind Don't you know I'm still standing better than I ever did You could

Yeah, I still miss her in a round about way But I still miss her in a round about way Around about the time that midnight rolls around 'Cause she's not around As far as all my friends can tell I took her leavin' well - that's kinda right 'Cause when I'm

All I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah Is somebody to you Is somebody to you (Yeah you!) Look at me now, I'm falling I can't even talk, still stuttering Everybody's trying to be a billionaire But every time I look at you I just don't care

Love yourself and be kind, water your soul Celebrate, find your light It don't matter who you are, where you're going, you're not old We all know, yeah, we all know I work hard (damn right), I get bored (sometimes) Do it big (all night), still want more

Numbing me up, yeah, numbing me up, aye Back from the dead like I'm Jesus Skip to the next track if you think that we are facetious Ruby da Cherry ripe for the season $uicideboy$, yeah, we still breathin' (aah!) I'm the black sheep of this music industry

Still hot and smokin' gun I get a constant busy signal When I call you on the phone I get a strong uneasy feeling You're not sitting there alone I'm having nasty, nasty visions And baby you're in every one, yeah And I'm so afraid I'm gonna find you with