Intro (2 Hearts)

Had to raise the dead imma zombie
Army
Rose up and red from the concrete
Oh yeah
Perfect with precision
Plus i load another clip in
If i aim it at his head thats a body
No
A step forward two back but this aint monopoly
No
Im spinning laps suicide the mazi doors
Im sipping act and moving wocky
Im out here trying to score they trying to stop me
No

Them niggas clap for it
Thats a sad story
I call the slat slide like a app for it
I shatter backboards like im shaq scoring
Its friday the thirteenth they know what the mask for
You niggas that owe me know what im back for
I can feel the energy
I gotta match for it
This a different fragrance shit ya bitch will scratch for
And this shit comes wit payments
You dont got the bag for it

My daughters call my phone like daddy its alright
Distance couldnt measure how im feeling most times
Its cold up in these trenches this a different coat size
Its only money business nigga fuck a bow tie
I aint got no feelings but know that a thug cries
Put me in your mentions ill be all in your likes
Tell me that you didnt girl im loving your lies
And we dont play to scrimmage dont you play with your life
I got the top key
They use to mock me
Forty pounds Forty rounds i dont cop please
Is you going hold me down cuz i know who got me
Three dogs wit me get hit in givenchy
Ten toes in my retro top threes
Top shelf blowing astro high steam
If i fall from them heavensTell my daughters i see
If i fall from them heavens bury me in y three

Had to raise the dead im a zombie
Army
Rose up and red from the concrete
Perfect with precision
Plus i load another clip in
If i aim it at his head thats a body
No
A step forward two back but this aint monopoly
No
Im spinning laps suicide the mazi doors
Im sipping act and moving wocky
Im out here trying to score they trying to stop me
No