Lyrics Come Back - Kur

Come Back

My name stay in bum niggas mouth
Where I’m from yall niggas ain’t allowed
I’m from Sharpnack it’s like the wild
Niggas smoke a port, a black and mild
Get they shots going two for five
Girls leave they babies wit they mom
Different niggas pullin' up outside
On the move rush and leaving out
Put in years so it evened out
We in your spot boutta clean you out
Out the house running in and out
Grinding cause my sister need a house
Gotta handle business I don’t slouch
Be there in a minute, i’m in route
Gucci low tops ankles out
Whole danm clip hanging out
Shit you should be doing don’t announce
Free my nigga Don wearing browns
Lil built the stud up from the grown
Meant we built this shit up from the grown
Even back then he heard my sound
Even back then he knew I had it
Said i’m hot when niggas said i’m average
Put me in the stud and made it happen
Writing in his room I made a classic
Couple years later bitch was snapping
Fuck that broke shit I got it cracking
Room full of bags these niggas bagging
Niggas all crafty they’ll tag you
Bitch ain’t that deep you can have her
Man I miss Reem I got 'em tatted
3 for 25 on em bananas
You can’t take this rock cause I got handles
Cops behind us tryna pull us random
We ain’t stopping 'til we tucked the hammer
Once I take my shot i’m gonna be slanded
Nigga got shot cause he was ramming
Lost my Pop Pop I had my Granny
Granny had a stroke that left me damaged
Think that situation broke the family
Prayed to God looking for some answers
Every day my grandma free of cancer
Thanking God for chances after chances
Stayed alive gotta take advantage
Every Maaly beat I got I ran it
Give 'em all this heat and they can’t stand it
Bitches call you cheap but they be scramblin'
I was bullshitting this the comeback
She was bullshitting shouldn’t done that
Look at all these bitches tryna come back
I was bullshitting this the comeback
It’s all about the
It’s all about the comeback
It’s all about the
It’s all about the
It’s all about the comeback
It’s all about the
It’s all about the
It’s all about the comeback
Comeback, comeback
It’s all about the
It’s all about the comeback
It all comes with growth
Highs come with lows
My eyes getting low
Syrup on the L, getting rolled
Took a bunch of L’s on the road
Everything for sale call my phones
Bitch hot as hell took her home
Sorry that the tape was taking long
Had bitches naked in my arms
Shoulda been working on my songs
Now niggas snapping on the com
Nigga, i’m a trapper from the 9
Shit I made it happen for my mom
Member bitches wasn’t on my time
Wanna hit me now wanna slide
Riding past the jury and i’m reclined
I was shopping looking for some
Wanna fuck I’m looking for some top
By the book, I can’t be wasting time
Try your luck and guaranteed you’ll die
High as fuck I feel like i’m gonna die
Hear they songs feel like it’s a lie
Keep my Jordan Ones untied
Always got a blunt staying high
Shit i’m out at lunch ain’t no fries
Garlic noodles, seafood all inside
I deserve it I ain’t in denial
Smoking good woke up in a cloud
For my hood every fucking time
For my mom, glad I made her smile
For the times glad I made it out
Turn up at my shows I got clout
One night in this telly then I’m out
To the next city i’m in route
Gotta stack these pennies cause they count
Riding in a Centrury with an ounce
Imma be remembered in the town
Meet 'em at the telly burnt a pound
Nigga I ain’t fucking wit these clowns
It’s all about the
It’s all about the comeback
It’s all about the
It’s all about the
It’s all about the comeback
It’s all about the
It’s all about the
It’s all about the comeback
Comeback, comeback
It’s all about the
It’s all about the comeback