I Ain’t Dead Yet

[Verse 1: X-Raided]
It makes me wonder if you got good intentions
Or would you really like to see me R.I.P
We used to kick it on the daily basis
G.B.C. love, now you're coming at me with this fake shit
Take it with a grain of salt, down the shit like tequila
Bitter with the sweeter
Nigga got locked up, my homies didn't show me "1-Luv" like E-40
I maintain the status of a Blocc G
None of you muthafuckas will ever stop me
I know you mad, nigga, that's why you Raided hating
I just kick back while all this shit is marinating
I let it all add up then I'ma be subtracting niggas domes with a little bit of triggernometry
Now I'm rolling solo, me and the siccness
I don't need no assistant to handle my business
Nigga, got your speakers shaking
Beats still hitting even though you kept bullshitting
Faking on me, supposed to be my homie
You dont give a fuck about the X is all you show me

[Chorus: X-Raided]
Open up the casket, nigga, I ain't dead yet
Ash to ash, dust to dust ain't been said yet
Don't pour out your 4-0 ounce
Never liked St. Ides anyway but it's the thought that counts
Open up the casket, I ain't dead yet
Ash to ash, dust to dust ain't been said yet
Nigga, don't pour out your 40 ounce
Never liked St. Ides anyway but it's the thought that counts

[Bridge: X-Raided]
Somebody tell me where my homie at
Is he thinking 'bout the Raided while he's sippin on the cognac?
Somebody tell me where my homies at, yeah
Somebody tell me where my homies at
He's singing
I can't keep wasting my time waiting on you
To come home, to come home, yeah
When you're locked up, your homies saying
I can't keep wasting my time waiting on you
To come home, to come home, yeah

[Verse 2: X-Raided]
It kinda make a nigga think
If I was laying in a casket, where would my nigga be?
At my funeral in the front row or at the momo with a 4-0 and a hoe thinking about me?
(Hell no)
I'm the last thing on your mind
And the bitch that you kicking it with was probably mine
Here I am, getting lowered in the ground
While you saying "Damn, that nigga X-Raided was down"
All y'all doing, saying, steady getting your kick it on
Even though I'm laying in the casket with my wife dressed in black, damn
Somebody tell me where my homies at

[Bridge: X-Raided]
Don't put flowers in my casket, nigga, I'm alive
You wanna see me dead but I survived
Don't put flowers in my casket, nigga, I'm alive
You wanna see me dead but I survived, yeah, yeah
It don't stop 'til the casket drop
But it ain't dropped yet, so I ain't stopped yet, yeah
It don't stop 'til the casket drop
But it ain't dropped yet, so I ain't stopped yet, nigga
It don't stop 'til the casket drop
But it ain't dropped yet, so I ain't stopped yet
It don't stop 'til the casket drop
But I ain't stopped yet 'cause it ain't dropped yet

[Verse 3: X-Raided]
Deuce Four in the morning, needed a strap
Paged X-Raided, I called right back
Nigga, you got me out the bed with my main
And I came through for you, staying true to the gang
When them East Side Pancakes had you hemmed up
I brought the syrup and the butter and we served 'em up
Now it's Nineteen Ninety whatever the fuck
And niggas ain't even staying in touch
What the fuck's going on? I can't feel ya, Loc
Let me know, is you still my folks?
I don't hear ya, though, is it like that?
When you get at me, that's on The Four, I'm gon' get right back
It's time to get at all my real
Gotta give love to my homies I feel like Lynch, Sicx and Will
Ones that maintained love
Made sure a nigga got everything he had coming
So much respect for the visits, cash that you sent
Hook ups with the bitches that took the naked flicks
When I was sitting in the county, you backed my plate
To that nigga from Tamoshanter and Kirk Way, I say

[Chorus: X-Raided]
Open up the casket, I ain't dead yet
Ash to ash, dust to dust ain't been said yet
Don't pour out your 4-0 ounce
Never liked St. Ides anyway, it's the thought that counts
Open up the casket, I ain't dead yet
Ash to ash, dust to dust ain't been said yet
Nigga, don't pour out your 4-0 ounce
Never liked St. Ides anyway, it's the thought that counts

[Bridge]
I can't keep wasting my time waiting on you
To come home, to come home
I can't keep wasting my time waiting on you
To come home, to come home

[Outro: Da Misses]
What you gonna do when you get out of jail?
Nigga, what you gonna do when you get out of jail
What you gonna do when you get out of jail?
What you gonna do when you get out of jail?

'Cause I.. I be shitting
Da Misses
Recognize this
You know
Shit talking
Booboo breath smelling muthafuckas
For the '9-5
It is I
You're missed