[Chorus: Kevin Flum]
Damn, I feel alive, uh
No more stressing out, no more messing 'round
No more gettin' by, uh
No more fakes, no more snakes
No more brakes, boy, I'm chasing mine, uh
No more wasting time, uh
We gon' make it fine, boy
I say it all the time, uh
Damn, I feel alive, uh
No more stressing out, no more messing 'round
No more gettin' by, man
No more fakes, no more snakes
No more brakes, boy, I'm chasing mine, uh
No more wasting time, yeah
We gon' make it fine (let's go)
I say it all the time, uh
[Verse 1: Kevin Flum]
Every night I lay awake and think about what could have been
Man, all of the chances I coulda took
All of the places I should've went
Never thought I'd see this side of me
All of the people that lied to me
No, I'm not afraid to die, and homie
I'm afraid of dying with some life in me
I want a wife that's not triffling
When I gotta dash, no hyphening
And I be so high, where the Eiffel be
And I be on that ass, where her iPhone be
And I be that guy that's just making moves
I am so far from a basic dude
And I'm in the stu' while you chasing nudes
When you gettin' money, they chasin' you
Man, I'm the type to just stay up late and try to find a way to get us all rich
You shit talkers just striking out and lookin' hella dumb when that ball's pitched
Grab a swisha man, stuff it fat
If the booty's big, then I'm cuffin' that
If you smell the loud, then it's us in fact
And if it ain't legit, I'm not crossing that
You bitches want to look like other bitches, man
I'll never get it, but that shit is crazy
I do not fuck around like my dick is lazy
Livin' up in the sun while they actin' shady
Bro, fuck 'em, fuck 'em
I just nod, I don't trust 'em
And when my hard work pays the fuck off, I don't wanna hear you fussing
[Chorus: Indy]
(Yeah)
Damn, I feel alive
No more stressing out, no more messing 'round
No more gettin' by
No more fakes, no more snakes
No more brakes, boy, I'm chasing mine
No more wasting time
We gon' make it fine
I say it all the time
(Yeah)
Damn, I feel alive
No more stressing out, no more messing 'round
No more gettin' by
No more fakes, no more snakes
No more brakes, boy, I'm chasing mine
No more wasting time
We gon' make it fine
I say it all the time
Yeah
[Verse 2: Indy]
I just been focused on working and stacking this money so high
The bills adding up and the homies need paper so gimme that pile
If you want a feature, a thousand, then you try to send me those files
I'm killing these records, like fuck it, you might as well put me on trial
Like back to the basics, remember all the days we didn't make shit
And now we get a stack just to play shit
Green room with your girl ain't no different than the basement
Wait up, how you gon' do me like that?
Who you know do it like that?
You ain't gon' fool me like that with the fake shit
Homie, you the fakest
I ain't gonna listen when you play shit
Wait up, keep it to yourself, I don't need your input
Sounded like you got your fuckin' bars from a kids book
Girls on my line like a fish hook
Like damn, I ain't neva felt this good
Wait up, this is who I am, I ain't neva gonna change
Workin' like a dog, I ain't neva get a break though
Fuck it, that's fine, I won't let it go to waste now
I ain't let it go to waste, real talk
[Chorus: Kevin Flum & Indy]
Damn, I feel alive
No more stressing out, no more messing 'round
No more gettin' by
No more fakes, no more snakes
No more brakes, boy, I'm chasing mine
No more wasting time
We gon' make it fine
I say it all the time
Damn, I feel alive
No more stressing out, no more messing 'round
No more gettin' by
No more fakes, no more snakes
No more brakes, boy, I'm chasing mine
No more wasting time
We gon' make it fine
I say it all the time
