Back from the Dead

Yeah, yeah
It's Jay
Still breathing
(Marshyn Cutler probed it
Young Marshyn
Big Ghost
Let's go,
Look, look:

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

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

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

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

(Hallelujah)
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

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