[Verse 1]

Stay silent out in public let the money talk

Y’all ain’t making moves you just funny walk

Turn your BM to your X I’ll make your bunny hop

Buddy stop, money shot, yeah, I think she love me, love me, love me—not

If he out of line, baby call me I can get him dropped

Living in a bubble, he cause trouble I’ma get it popped

...I’m trynna get the city hot

I’m walking by my opps I hit a diddy bop

You are not a rapper you should get a job

Been moving like a ghost I feel like Big or Pac

Plus my haters want to shoot me—just don’t miss your shot

Director of the movie homie gimme props

Yeah, and speak proper girl you’re talking to a king

I might let you tell your friends that it’s a thing

I’ve been feeling all that energy you bring

But you ain’t ever gonna get a ring

Cause I’m solo like Derulo, wearing Polo in the pool yo

Acting foolish in the photos, was to cool to finish school

So I started counting cash, they would talk and I would laugh

Kept my foot up on the gas, three digits on the dash

Then I’m stepping out the Benz and I’m fresh-fresh-fresh

You looking at a legend in the flesh-flesh-flesh

Racks on repeat watch ‘em stack-stack-stack

Thought that I was gone but I’m back-back-back

[Hook]

Yeah I’m back from the dead, come alive for the bread

Almost died in the Benz a couple times but I’m blessed

I got stress on my mind but my past is behind me

A mountain ahead, I’m the fastest to climb it

No matter the climate, no ladder or rope

Was all out of hope had to find it instead

But I’m back from the dead, come alive for the bread

Almost died in the Benz a couple times but I’m blessed boy

[Verse 2]

Oh yes boy, why you stressed boy?

You improved but I’m really not impressed boy

Think you next ‘til we put you to the test boy

Think you woke we gon’ put your ass to rest boy

Get a vest boy, unless you bulletproof

I’m a chef boy, shout out Cookupfool

I mean look at me, I mean look at you

Was at Timmy’s house doing shit I shouldn’t do, sorry mama

Y’all gon’ get that heavy karma

Hope you got some heavy armor

You do not want any drama

Chew a rapper I go Jeffrey Dahmer, every time

I been doing missions, God he sent me on ‘em

Thinking that they dogs until they set me on ‘em, let me at ‘em

I go Ricky Ross yellin’ “Hold me back”

They want to see us gone so we rollin’ strapped

Burning bridges quit the trolling fast

Cause I can get your body and your soul detached, pull it back

Swear the squad is like a pack of wolves

Can’t fit nothing in my pockets they too full of cash

I be seeing through the fake like it’s mesh-mesh-mesh

You looking at a legend in the flesh-flesh-flesh

I just pick a target and attack-tack-tack

Thought I disappeared but I’m back-back-back

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Thank God, I was hanging by a thread

Time to learn a lesson if they’re thinking they a threat

What you give is what you get

I just get it how I live

Don’t forget I don’t forgive

I might leave ‘em in the river—I’m not giving passes

Ain’t no second chances

Wake up and treat the day like it’s an empty canvas

Yeah...man, my life a work of art

I was living in the dark

I was looking for a spark

But the fire finna start

Yeah, the fire finna start

[Outro]

Yeah, I'm back from the dead, come alive for the bread

Almost died in the Benz a couple times but I’m blessed

I got stress on my mind but my past is behind me

A mountain’s ahead, I’m the fastest to climb it

I’m back

Yeah I’m back