CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : The Come Back
Hey, and I know! Hey, and I know! Hey, and I know!
Hey, I know pleasure comes with pain
Then again I know that fakes come wit fame
And I know that all the hoes stay the same
When you got a foreign whip and a chain, i'm praying for the rain
To come wash away the wrongs that I did in my life
So I’m praying that this song gone help me spell out my rights
n***a distracted by the lights of the city at night
Shawty a freak but I know I can not call her no wife
So for now Ima hit her and quit her
I ain't saying she a hoe but I bet the shoe fit her
Nah please don't be bittеr, girl you know we all sinners
Shawty it’s levеls to this sh*t and and I am not no beginner
b*t*h I'm a winner when it comes to this rap sh*t
I spit to spark generations n***a no match stick
You spitting lies through the net, that's a catfish
I try to eat on every beat like it's my last dish
Damn I thought you had it
Cause back in high school n***a you was the man
You had the b*t*hes on ya d**k and all the n***as was fans
Now when I come back to the city I just look and say damn
Wish I would've known sooner and told yo ass in advance
But keep ya head up my n***a that's how they want you to feel
They either send yo ass to jail or send you straight to the field
Or overdue arrest, sh*t either way they hope you get killed
Or black ball you out ya job just because of a kneel
They don't care if a black man make it or not
But if you do, they make sure they get half of the pot
But don't bat an eye when another n***a get shot
They ask me if I got a chance to make it, n***a why not?
Hey, I know pleasure comes with pain
Then again I know that fakes come wit fame
And I know that all the hoes stay the same
When you got a foreign whip and a chain, i'm praying for the rain
To come wash away the wrongs that I did in my life
So I’m praying that this song gone help me spell out my rights
n***a distracted by the lights of the city at night
Shawty a freak but I know I can not call her no wife
So for now Ima hit her and quit her
I ain't saying she a hoe but I bet the shoe fit her
Nah please don't be bittеr, girl you know we all sinners
Shawty it’s levеls to this sh*t and and I am not no beginner
b*t*h I'm a winner when it comes to this rap sh*t
I spit to spark generations n***a no match stick
You spitting lies through the net, that's a catfish
I try to eat on every beat like it's my last dish
Damn I thought you had it
Cause back in high school n***a you was the man
You had the b*t*hes on ya d**k and all the n***as was fans
Now when I come back to the city I just look and say damn
Wish I would've known sooner and told yo ass in advance
But keep ya head up my n***a that's how they want you to feel
They either send yo ass to jail or send you straight to the field
Or overdue arrest, sh*t either way they hope you get killed
Or black ball you out ya job just because of a kneel
They don't care if a black man make it or not
But if you do, they make sure they get half of the pot
But don't bat an eye when another n***a get shot
They ask me if I got a chance to make it, n***a why not?
