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