"Friday The 13th" lyrics
Yeah, yeah
Back, back from the dead
I was gone for a minute, but I had to resurrect
They've been comfy with me gone, now they got me seeing red
Everybody sleeping hallow
Way they never get ahead, like
Little Revive, yeah
I'm finally undead, yeah
I'm back, but I don't think that I'll ever get rest
5'6" too short, but the money five-ten
If you really want me gone, put a price on my head, like
Moved on but my past still haunt me
Proved 'em wrong, but they all still talking
Swear you never know what this shit cost me
Been retired but they all still want me
I was making ten back when I was so wavey
Hit the Graveyard 'n the racks went crazy
If I passed you, ain't my fault you got lazy
I don't mean to brag, that's the way y'all made me
I'm a young Jack Parsons
Music my arson
Smash the competition, but I still stay carvin'
Slice 'em up, slice 'em up, still stay climbing up
Every new level, like an addict, I ain't high enough
Try to kill me that's your own damn noose stay tying up
Drop two albums now they really 'boutta buy it up
Y'all got thirty writers on your songs, you couldn't try enough?
Think it's time I finally really light 'em up
Yeah, I been depressed but the beat still banging
There ain't no beef all my boys still hanging
Everybody cheats in this game, it's outrageous
Couldn't be me, I don't wanna be famous
Fuck the clout, fuck the fame
Fuck the noise, fuck the Grammys
After all I've been through, can't believe I'm still standing
Yeah, it's 3 a.m., y'all asleep, while I'm out here planning
Loner Gang always expanding
Back, back from the dead
I was gone for a minute, but I had to resurrect
They've been comfy with me gone, now they got me seeing red
Everybody sleeping hallow
Way they never get ahead, like
Little Revive, yeah
I'm finally undead, yeah
I'm back, but I don't think that I'll ever get rest
5'6" too short, but the money five-ten
If you really want me gone, put a price on my head, like
Moved on but my past still haunt me
Proved 'em wrong, but they all still talking
Swear you never know what this shit cost me
Been retired but they all still want me
I was making ten back when I was so wavey
Hit the Graveyard 'n the racks went crazy
If I passed you, ain't my fault you got lazy
I don't mean to brag, that's the way y'all made me
Back, back from the dead
I was gone for a minute, but I had to resurrect
They've been comfy with me gone, now they got me seeing red
Everybody sleeping hallow
Way they never get ahead, like
Little Revive, yeah
I'm finally undead, yeah
I'm back, but I don't think that I'll ever get rest
5'6" too short, but the money five-ten
If you really want me gone, put a price on my head, like
Moved on but my past still haunt me
Proved 'em wrong, but they all still talking
Swear you never know what this shit cost me
Been retired but they all still want me
I was making ten back when I was so wavey
Hit the Graveyard 'n the racks went crazy
If I passed you, ain't my fault you got lazy
I don't mean to brag, that's the way y'all made me
I'm a young Jack Parsons
Music my arson
Smash the competition, but I still stay carvin'
Slice 'em up, slice 'em up, still stay climbing up
Every new level, like an addict, I ain't high enough
Try to kill me that's your own damn noose stay tying up
Drop two albums now they really 'boutta buy it up
Y'all got thirty writers on your songs, you couldn't try enough?
Think it's time I finally really light 'em up
Yeah, I been depressed but the beat still banging
There ain't no beef all my boys still hanging
Everybody cheats in this game, it's outrageous
Couldn't be me, I don't wanna be famous
Fuck the clout, fuck the fame
Fuck the noise, fuck the Grammys
After all I've been through, can't believe I'm still standing
Yeah, it's 3 a.m., y'all asleep, while I'm out here planning
Loner Gang always expanding
Back, back from the dead
I was gone for a minute, but I had to resurrect
They've been comfy with me gone, now they got me seeing red
Everybody sleeping hallow
Way they never get ahead, like
Little Revive, yeah
I'm finally undead, yeah
I'm back, but I don't think that I'll ever get rest
5'6" too short, but the money five-ten
If you really want me gone, put a price on my head, like
Moved on but my past still haunt me
Proved 'em wrong, but they all still talking
Swear you never know what this shit cost me
Been retired but they all still want me
I was making ten back when I was so wavey
Hit the Graveyard 'n the racks went crazy
If I passed you, ain't my fault you got lazy
I don't mean to brag, that's the way y'all made me
Writer(s): Josh A
