Back from the Dead lyrics

by

GMO Stax


[Intro]
(MIA JAY C)
Gang, yeah (GMO)
Blowin' opps daily

[Chorus]
Blowin' opps daily, I can't even face it
Hellcat, supercharged motor, I ain't racin'
We catch his ass, we scorin', cook his ass like bacon
I'll make a n*gga famous, out the window yellin' gang sh*t
We not to be played with, live a thug life like Pac and them
Hail Mary, throw my blessings up before we box 'em in
Chrome Heart, designer kicks, b*tch, I got all kind of sh*t
Step on any n*gga, give a f*ck about a consequence

[Verse]
NLE, walk a n*gga down with this chopper, b*tch
I feel like Peezy, black Timbs, wintertime grind sh*t
n*ggas wanna be me, but don't wanna put that time in
n*ggas never see me, sh*t, they must be out of town with it
Lil' baby vibe different, hittin' corners, slide with me
We be trailin' back to back, movin' like the mob members
Tell my mama if they X me out, then it was my business
Lam' truck look good as hell, I'm tryna drive in it
He lookin' through his rearview, whole time, I was on side of him
Totin' on blicks like TOB, I only trust my brothers
'Fore I D-I-E, I'm takin' n*ggas up to God with me
Demons in my sleep, gettin' haunted by that f*ck n*gga
b*tch, you know it's f*ck n*ggas, n*ggas know what's up with me
All my b*tches tweakers, get the drop and set 'em up for me
I be tryna leave somethin', quit with all that mean muggin'
He was tryna run until I upped the beam on him
n*ggas ain't no real pits, goin' hood to hood on field trips
All that playin' gangster, boy, you still a snitch
Streets don't love nobody, but I'm still in 'em
Check the score, we still winnin'
And when I die, label me a real n*gga

[Chorus]
Blowin' opps daily, I can't even face it
Hellcat, supercharged motor, I ain't racin'
We catch his ass, we scorin', cook his ass like bacon
I'll make a n*gga famous, out the window yellin' gang sh*t
We not to be played with, live a thug life like Pac and them
Hail Mary, throw my blessings up before we box 'em in
Chrome Heart, designer kicks, b*tch, I got all kind of sh*t
Step on any n*gga, give a f*ck about a consequence
[Outro]
Ever since I was like thirteen, man
Caught my first body
Them hoes gon' die the same way, man
And I accepted that sh*t
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