"Hell & Back" lyrics
(feat. Jeno Cashh)
[FMB DZ:]
Been through hell and back I don't speak on it
I got some good ass dope I put my feet on it
Sending down the way and I still put in 300
Money on the floor say no more you know we on it
My nigga getting to the chicken fuck reminiscing
We be in the kitchen pay attention I think something missing
If a nigga still he get killed that's just how I feel
Got a lot of powder on this table look like enfamil
Hard work really pay off I want this shit for real
Gotta' get a deal gotta' put my momma on a hill
Fuck how you feel every month a nigga got bills
Shit ain't coming up play with that cake let's demonstrate
Slide down your block broad day like where that nigga at
You on the internet I pop up cause I ain't in to that
Last nigga said we had beef you know I ended that
Speaking ending that RIP Tray ain't gon bring him back
Hide all the chops for the kids we don't teach 'em that
But never take no shit from no nigga I be preaching
But where the demons at you will get dropped where you leaning at
Ain't no loyalty around this bitch so quit screaming that
[Jeno Cashh:]
Imma' get this bitch on lock until they tap out
Boy I'm going to jail if they smell Like the smack down (if you smell)
Bitch I jumped off the porch you niggas backed down
Any bitch ain't hold me down get my back now
This shit for real that's why Jmo think he next now (what up Jmo)
About to ball on this niggas like I'm prep guy (you hear me)
Graduated to a bird with my cap gown
Bro' cause' had that bitch jumping like the frat house (6 mile, 6 mile)
I ain't even gon see my nigga until they max out
Back routes 10 to my bird now it's back out
No GPS out the country pull the maps out
20 years to around to see some shit you seen on black ops
Hit the block and hide dope from the black ops
I ain't got for these niggas bitch I'm tapped out (Cause)
I'm selling P's at my show nigga black odds
He gon' did in the tee bitch we franchise
Niggas kill me saying what they won't do (you hear me)
Banana clips on the yops' with the oou oou (oou oou)
Niggas ain't never had no name they don't who was who
Let this bitch bang at his mans I hope he pull through
Been through hell and back I don't speak on it
I got some good ass dope I put my feet on it
Sending down the way and I still put in 300
Money on the floor say no more you know we on it
My nigga getting to the chicken fuck reminiscing
We be in the kitchen pay attention I think something missing
If a nigga still he get killed that's just how I feel
Got a lot of powder on this table look like enfamil
Hard work really pay off I want this shit for real
Gotta' get a deal gotta' put my momma on a hill
Fuck how you feel every month a nigga got bills
Shit ain't coming up play with that cake let's demonstrate
Slide down your block broad day like where that nigga at
You on the internet I pop up cause I ain't in to that
Last nigga said we had beef you know I ended that
Speaking ending that RIP Tray ain't gon bring him back
Hide all the chops for the kids we don't teach 'em that
But never take no shit from no nigga I be preaching
But where the demons at you will get dropped where you leaning at
Ain't no loyalty around this bitch so quit screaming that
[Jeno Cashh:]
Imma' get this bitch on lock until they tap out
Boy I'm going to jail if they smell Like the smack down (if you smell)
Bitch I jumped off the porch you niggas backed down
Any bitch ain't hold me down get my back now
This shit for real that's why Jmo think he next now (what up Jmo)
About to ball on this niggas like I'm prep guy (you hear me)
Graduated to a bird with my cap gown
Bro' cause' had that bitch jumping like the frat house (6 mile, 6 mile)
I ain't even gon see my nigga until they max out
Back routes 10 to my bird now it's back out
No GPS out the country pull the maps out
20 years to around to see some shit you seen on black ops
Hit the block and hide dope from the black ops
I ain't got for these niggas bitch I'm tapped out (Cause)
I'm selling P's at my show nigga black odds
He gon' did in the tee bitch we franchise
Niggas kill me saying what they won't do (you hear me)
Banana clips on the yops' with the oou oou (oou oou)
Niggas ain't never had no name they don't who was who
Let this bitch bang at his mans I hope he pull through
