LP Rambo - Back From the Dead lyrics

I pay for the beef to be over with
I paid for ya homie get over it
Your standards too high bitch lower it
My confidence high can't sober it down
Give me the blicky i'm blowing it down
Bitches so sticky they going around
Niggas be thinking they so hot I pull
On the scene i'm hosing it down
They thought I was finished i'm
Fresh from the ground
Back from the dead your bitch checking me out
I heard the police was sketching me out cause
They really think they'll be getting me now
I'm not heroic but I hit a cape a
Fuck nigga thought he was stretching me out
I told my brother "you dead if you flip"
He better not think about selling me out

Better not think about selling me out
Take out my 30
Wavy was jamming to Julius Erving
I told him turn it down nigga was swerving
I see some green ima win like i'm Curry
Seen he was dissing I sent him a flurry
I know i'm hated told mama don't worry
A nigga fuck around he getting buried
Yeah i'm with your bitch my
Nigga was finishing up
She told that she diminished the love
She ain't a trophy i'm winning you lucked
If I really wanted her nigga you fucked
Cuz you know easy she giving it up
He tryna tax then i'm hitting the plug
I told him I hate when he switching it up
I got a flow too forbidden to touch
I been down bad
I been at the bottom of the pit's my nigga
Loud ass AK47 get you split my nigga
Lot of times I really wish them
Fucking bullets missed my nigga
Pop his heady he wasn't
Ready hopefully you missed, my nigga
I thought this shit was fucking street
Boy your block is fucking sweet
Pull up at your meet and greet
Veli putting shit to sleep
And whenever it was beef I told
Them bitches come to me
Niggas hate that I can breathe I
Put they niggas under me

I pay for the beef to be over with
I paid for ya homie get over it
Your standards too high bitch lower it
My confidence high can't sober it down
Give me the blicky i'm blowing it down
Bitches so sticky they going around
Niggas be thinking they so hot I pull
On the scene i'm hosing it down
They thought I was finished i'm
Fresh from the ground
Back from the dead your bitch checking me out
I heard the police was sketching me out cause
They really think they'll be getting me now
I'm not heroic but I hit a cape a
Fuck nigga thought he was stretching me out
I told my brother "you dead if you flip"
He better not think about selling me out

Better not think about selling me out
Take out my 40
He don't know this how I been since a shorty
They tryna kill while i'm still in my glory
They know i'm snapping they
Used to ignore me
She ain't let nobody hit it before me
Me and that bitch is a hell of a story
Ain't go to school I was hiding from Laurie
18 years old had to figure it out
And even now tryna riddle it out
Bigger the risk it's triggering doubt
But watch when they see it's a bigger amount
None of them niggas gone figure me out
Cuz I got a goal and it's bigger than clout
I ain't been home cuz i'm
Sick of that house
Im tryna see what the shit is about