Letra de Alive :( - A$AP Ferg

(Feat. Dapper Dan)

When you wake up aye, in the mornin' and then you go bout your day

And who— who you are, right? Mm-hm

This— this is how I do my day, I know that the hardest person, the toughest boss that I've ever had in my life is myself

And my level of consciousness tells me this, I say, "Well, when you wake in the mornin', I want—, I want my day to have certain things, you feel what I'm saying?

So I— I live off that formula, right? And here, at the end of the day, I see how close I was today, how close I was to be in my own world

Meditate to stop all of the brain fog

Logged out and turned Instagram off

God whispered, "Take all of them chains off"

Fuck I spend three hundred thousand on a Range for?

Validation, what I used to aim for

Tried to hide the shame with the fame, y'all

Got guilt that drove a nigga insane, y'all

Suicide became one of my main thoughts

Uber X-ing bitches for a nightcap

Addicted to the pussy, learning how to fight that

Jogging in the dark, had to get my sight back

Can't heal these injuries with a ice pack

Let me head to therapy and I'll be right back

I feel alive now, I'm on the right track

Million dollar deal, really looking type whack

Man, I'm tryna buy the Beatles like I'm Mike Jack'

Like I'm Mike Jack'

Man, I'm tryna buy the Beatles like I'm Mike Jack'

Shh, be quiet

They gon' fuck around and have to pull a mic jack (Stay tuned into the frequency, love, love)

Yeah, uh

(You know we be really Uptown)

I'm 'bout to start making emojis titles (Uptown, Uptown, Uptown)

(You know we be really Uptown)

It say, "Talk your shit"

(Uptown, Uptown, Uptown)

But I'm just tryna, I'm just tryna

I'm tryna find a fuck to give about this rap shit in this rigged game

Treat us like slaves, hand us whips and a big chain

It's funny how they call masters "masters"

'Cause if they own yours, they making money after you die

Generation gap at my shows

Gotta feed the little kids more of the Fergie flows

Been ducking all the drugs, I been fucking all the hoes

Tryna figure out how to fill this hole up in my soul

Tryna figure out how to stop all the want

Can you be a rapper and live your life like a monk?

I wanna be like Future and drop every month

But if it ain't the vision, God holding my tongue

It's about instant gratification these days

Which leave us feeling worthless, no matter the age

As I get more aware, it's hard to stay engaged

When you notice all your peers ain't on the same page

Yeah (You know we be really Uptown), uh-huh (Uptown, you know we be really Uptown)

I got more shit to say (Uptown, Uptown, Uptown)

Let me scroll down

Hold up, l'ma tell you why l'm unhappy

I'm unhappy about music in its current state

I'm unhappy about my appetite and my current weight

I'm unhappy about my friends and how they handle certain things

Growing pains make it stressful to go through certain change

I ever tell you get a job, I ain't tryna be lame

You gotta try everything before you ask me for change

Money don't grow on trees, especially with the fame

'Cause if the ship ever sink, you will tarnish my name

And act like you was never a part of the blame

I crippled you by getting you apartments and rings

When a little bit of struggle can make the hustle engrain

It's treacherous waters taught you how to swim, but it's hard to sustain, stay afloat

Coming out

(Uptown, Uptown, Uptown)

(Uptown, Uptown, Uptown)

(Stay tuned into the frequency, love, love)

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