Juice WRLD — Look Alive Freestyle On Tim Westwood

Oh, ayy, I bet That's my shit This beat hard as fuck What that nigga Blocboy say? You come Hell, hahaha From the Chi, from the Chi, look alive I've been working like a damn nine-to-five all my life Put my dick in your wife Double back, hit it twice Run up on me, that's okay, you a pussy, get shot nine times I'm in the cut with a super soaker, run up on me and you know it's over All of my niggas they doin', doin' the work like they doin' homework All of my niggas be whippin' the work Probably selling it at church Run up on me you get murked I'ma put you in a hearse Ayy, ayy, they don't understand I got the upper hand Poppin' like rubbеr bands I may kill your friend, I may kill your man Then I may just fuck you on this track let's go to Japan I'm up in Tokyo coolin' likе Uber, everywhere I may shoot him in broad day I never care Look alive that shit bright, solar flare Home run, goin', gone, it's outta here Me and Westwood smokin' on the backwood Pre rolled, filled it good that's a packed wood I may just pop some perkies I pray to god they workin' Shit cut too deep surgeon, pull up on the scene I'll murk him Turn to a whole different person Flex on a bitch like Percules Matter fact call me Hercules Same ol' person Fuck on that bitch, she from Taiwana I cannot roll wood, with my marijuana I am not with the DJ, DJ Drama Andre with the cash, cash the commas Look alive, please look alive 'Cause if you look too late fuck it then you may die I'm just coolin' trap house Skate on them niggas no black out I ain't with the flirtin' at all, but, bitch, I got the Mac out That shit dead Bernie Mac now Tell them niggas to calm down I feel like Osam now, fuck the shit I'm the bomb now I'm just vibin' on 'em I'm just high tryna survive— Keep this beat goin', I fuck with this shit Look alive, look alive Jet lag but I still look alive, jet lag but I still look alive I only slept for an hour, that's on the plane But I'm still here, lit as a bitch, these niggas be lame Run up on me then I'm snatching your life, and I'm snatching your chain, probably snatching your main I'm kickin' this shit like, off of the brain Half of these niggas can't do it Half of 'em probably look stupid Run up on me then I do it I got my hand on my tool I use that bitch like a toilet Flush on that bitch, I enjoy it I just went on a voyage, yeah, I just went on a voyage These shoes cost your mortgage I— Ayy, I definitely want to drop a remix to this shit, like officially, this beat hard as fuck Ayy, ayy, look, these shoes cost your mortgage And these bitches imported Pull up on the scene I'll torch 'em Ball on them niggas full court Whippin' in the trap no fort I need a sport I get some head from yo bitch 'cause I swear that bitch is a dork Run up on him with the chopper, I swear I'ma shoot 'em for real I don't show no remorse Nah I don't show no remorse Shoot 'em in his head of course That's what we aim at That's what we bang at Niggas switching over money that's where they change at I cannot change over change Bitch, I'm remaining the same I'm screaming fuck all the games, I'll put a shot through your gang I don't give a fuck what you say I'm getting money all day Ball 'til I'm bald think I need a toupee Cross the street, the bitch go both ways Freestyle shit no write You couldn't pay me to write I got a .40 on my hip like damn you niggas couldn't pay me to fight Niggas couldn't pay me to die Losin' too many niggas out this time What's Juice WRLD on? That nigga probably out his mind Well, look alive, do or die Free my nigga, he did the time He ain't do the crime Don't believe me, I ain't lyin' I ain't tellin', die