Back to Life

[Hook x2] I just came back to life in this booth I just came back to life in this booth I was fucked up, down and out Feeling hella light, until the second I got on the mic [Verse 1] Niggas don't know my struggle for real I got the mind, got the grind, got the hustle for real I got the brains, got the brawl, got the muscle for real I been all around the world and never wanted a deal I did it all on my own my nigga A couple real one's showed me love And I fucked bitches Doing it big like I was Godzilla Grabbin' the thang, cockin' it back and aim Microphone killa Punk bitch get slumped quick Or dumb shit come get some of this if you want it Got me feelin' like Malcolm X Above the window ceil and I'm about to wet Anybody on the other side about to let Everybody have it cause I gotta get on next These devils tryna harm my body Satan want my soul But he neva eva finna get this one, no I grew up in that KCK I ain't seen too many makin' it around my way But I seen a lot of choppers and a lot of AK's Everyday smell gun smoke Hip hop scrape like Skirt skirt Whip it up do that money dance Whoop whoop Switch it up do the runnin' man Cause the cops on the block tryna run in your spot Resist and get shot whether you did it or not It's not fair but that's how it is Just a bunch of little dirty ass kids Doing backflips on a dirty mattress That's just how we learned to live