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Back From The Dead
Hip-Hop/Rap
Back From The Dead was released on July 25, 2024 by 4Way Or No Way LLC as a part of the album Back From The Dead - Single
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Release DateJuly 25, 2024
Label4Way Or No Way LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yung Flack
Yung Flack
Songwriter
Alexander Brown IV
Alexander Brown IV
Songwriter

Lyrics

Got to get that boy CCM, my hunnid bangs
Woke up from the meds, back from the dead
On the side of the bed, cup filled with red
Three bitches in rotation, I left two on read
And they all gon' do what 4 say like it's Simon Says
We had t-shirts, trap out, put you straight to bed
She say her knees hurt, perky, got me up like lead
I don't know why he out the crib, he don't even got ten
And hell yeah, I'm finna perform, so I got blick in
Real trap ****, jeweler got straight rubber bands
Real sap sipper, in my cup got hella meds
I was hitting them licks, hit your window, latch it in
And when I hit that fuckin' block, I got that package in
Why he steady cappin'? He ain't got a band
Why he steady rappin'? He ain't got no fans
These **** tryna come up, this shit here ain't even easy
I was posted with ghetto boys, and I ain't even know peezy
Strugglin', duffelin', and doublin'
I done did this shit so much, I don't know how much I spent
If I could, I'd free my ****, I'd knock down all the pens
The striker call it strike out when we pull up, knock ya friends
She a freak, but on the IG, that lil' bitch a ten
She say lil' four, I like your flow, she tryna get it in
Yeah, I got racks, yeah, I got dough, but I ain't tryna spend
I told that bitch that I'm a p, she say she understand
Ballin' every month like I don't got no seasons
I been tunnel vision future, ****, know the meaning
I don't really need no backup, I'm my own demon
And from some ****, had to back up, got my own reasons
Trap out, trap out, trap out, trap out, all I know
Florida boy its hot as hell, me and D-Boy had to snow
And they ain't even say no sentence, he just went and told
Street cred ain't got no image, **** bent and fold
Way before the foreigns, **** was riding lemon
Better know that time cost you, better pay attention
500 for this shirt, this shit look vintage
I'm bound to hit you where It hurt, I never leave the mission
I'm bound to hit you where I hurt, I never leave the mission
You know this ain't never over, gotta complete the mission
4WAY
Written by: Alexander Brown IV, Yung Flack
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