[Verse]
Guess who came back from the dead
With a slit throat and back full of lead, b*tch I'm back for your head
Pulling knives out my spine, hit him right in the back of the head with it
I'm ahead with it
Everything I did years ago they just doing now
That's why I don't even let 'em know how we move around
Motherf*ckers my son they running with Louis style
Old b*tches that fronted is looking stupid now
Old managers wishing they was recouping now
Bottom line, I'm a walking dollar sign
And I f*cking Columbine anybody tryna school 'em
Yeah, f*ck my whole past you never knew him
I be riding 'round in my bag, only thing I really feared was my dad
Now I'm scared for they ass cause they know I'm bout to spazz like N.E.R.D.,
Gettin' cash like word and I'm smacked like Berg and I
Every single track I murked, every time I get a bag I splurge I should save more
Yeah, Hugh Rack in the paint dawg
My favorite thing is doing everything you can't dawg
I'm the kid sipping on that Purple Rain dawg
f*ck a Range, I'm deranged in my brain dawg
Motherf*ckers still talking 'bout they chain dawg
sh*t is whack, hit me back if you saying something
[Outro]
Yeah, they ain't saying nothin'