Back From The Dead

CBG, Cock Back Gang **** know what the fuck goin’ on man (Goooo) catch a opp we fallin’ out go be 100 shots on a fuck **** block

I say

(aye who made dis shit **** ?)

Them **** mad cause I ain’t dead

Movin’ militant I heard they say it’s money on my head

Pray to god and miss my son before I jump up out da bed

Jumped out dat ride and slung dat iron and hit some **** wit dat led

They know i’m CBG dats cock back gang but keep one in the head

Ion’ know what to believe I think my brother goin’ fed

We ain’t stoppin’ at no lights I buss a right when i see red

I’m go up and blow my pipe ain’ thinkin’ twice i’m off these meds

She wanna fuck I just want head

She ask why I call em’ murda he done put sum shit to bed

Put a switchy on dat glizzy now it’s blowin’ like a fan

Claim he gangsta when i hopped out on my momma dat boy ran

The way we marchin’ wit these drums you might think i lead a band

He trynna beat her we she play my song he mad cause she a fan (Dat **** a peon)

We got 3 K’s in this ride but none of us part of da clan

**** switchin’ up dey bitchin’ up ain’t stickin’ to da plan

**** bitchin’ up dey switchin’ up ain’t stickin’ to da plan

These **** mad cause I ain’t dead

On bro

These **** mad cause I ain’t dead

They say dey got money on my shit

I heard dat number dat shit ain’t enough tell dem boys drop some more cause dey know I ain’t goin’

I keep a Glock so when you see me better pop cause i’m on beat

33 walkin’ round I got dat larry bird on me

Shawty really wanna fuck but act like she ain’t heard of me

(white chalk dats a murder scene)

Ain't talkin’ murda on no phone but for a body bro a fiend

Put a whole up in his chest just like donut krispy kreme

Dis choppa knock his whole wig off he bald mr.clean

You know dey call me perfect aim I tote dis Glock don’t need a beam

Mask up you know we mobbin CBG like halloween

(mask up you know we mobbin CBG like halloween)

(Goooooooo)

Them **** mad cause I ain’t dead

Movin’ militant I heard they say it’s money on my head

Pray to god and miss my son before I jump up out da bed

Jumped out dat ride and slung dat iron and hit some **** wit dat led

They know i’m CBG dats cock back gang but keep one in the head

Ion’ know what to believe I think my brother goin’ fed

We ain’t stoppin’ at no lights I buss a right when i see red

I’m go up and blow my pipe ain’ thinkin’ twice i’m off these meds

She wanna fuck I just want head