Can't Revive (feat. PlayNice)

Damn Muddy you can cook crack?
Oou, Exactly!
Riding in a demon, all alone I am a sinner (Yea)
She like me on hard, but I play her on beginner (Easy)
But why she asking for a life jacket, if she know I'm a swimmer? (What?)
And I know I just ate but I wanna see your figure
Ok ok aye
No this ain't zombies Imma really bust back
Hit the mystery box and you'll pull out a gat
This beat hard as hell, man shoutout to Zach
Can't forget about Muddy, and he gone cook up that crack (Aye)
Round 1 over, now tell me the mission
Gotta start this shit up, and we don't need no ignition
Bitch open up the door, you gotta make a decision
Man fuck Nuketown, we gone end up in prison (What you say keen?)
Aye, now it's getting wicked
Zombies making me feel livid
We need to get up out this city
Every day you hear a killing
'Bout to get another tool, to really really get the drilling
I can't revive you dawg, you on the rocks they caught you chilling
R.I.P to Juice but I need another perk
Without that juggernog nigga they're gonna hit you where it hurts
You were saying it was easy, now why you on a shirt
And I been running from these dogs
I hope you really got that work, that work, that work (Aye)
I been runnin' for a minute
This shit really got absurd
You showed up with a pistol
Nigga you really got some nerve
Pack a punchin' my shit
The clip sittin' in this one got a curve
Havin' fun with my clique
We been killin' niggas by the turn
And my old bitch on her knees
I wish I can save her
You ain't shooting like me
I wish I can train ya
And by round 23 a new bitch replace ya
In the mystery box, shawty my mystery lady
I'm misery's favorite
I feel like you been infected
Don't kiss on me baby
I appear to be sane, I'm jus a lil bit crazy
She was givin' me brain I got a lil bit shaky
But I'm still in the game
I got a lil bit straightenin'
I'm a lil bit strange, I'm a lil bit sane
Ain't revivin' a soul
They think I'm a lil bit lame
I got pills and drank
I get real good strength
I jus' took me another perk
I don't feel the same
Game over
High score you really thinking you living
But you really have no feeling
We need to get up out this city
Every day you hear a killing
Bout to get another tool, to really really get the drilling
I can't revive you dawg, you on the rocks they caught you chilling