Comeback
L-A-V-9, L-A-V-9
Now what is a comeback?
Cuz honestly i never left this
They praying, they wish I would jump back
But y'all might as well just accept it
I pull out my pen on a drum track
And write out my verse like a checklist
I'm standing up straight
Y'all some hunch backs
I'm Steven Seagal with the neck twist (uh)
Now what is a lost dream?
But you never keeping your promise
You put it on mommas
You're honest
But no one can lie their conscience
You scramble to find the responses
That might make you feel more accomplished
But listen, if you give it time
Then you're gonna find
That you're full of nonsense (uh)
Now what is a passion?
If that shit don't come with no action
I give it my all, fuck a fraction
I'm reading the room like a caption
I shape it to my satisfaction
You only got so many moons
And if I keep it a buck
I dont give a fuck
If it happens soon
So what is a comeback?
If you never had to return
I'm leaving the game on repeat
I'm letting them cheat
As long as they learn
I laugh as I'm watching them run back
I love it when they gotta squirm
I'm moving my feet and bringing the heat
And happily letting them burn (uh)
Don't call it a comeback
This shit is a run back
That wet, yeah we on that
Too needy won't call back
Need to fall back
(for reals?)
Don't call it a comeback
This shit is a run back
That wet, yeah we on that
Too needy won't call back
You need to fall back
(for reals)
God damn
I hit my stride now it's a wrap
Was gone a little now I'm back (yup)
Oakland, I left came back a champ (yup)
Number one stunna on 'dat ass
They say you can't buy you no class (naw)
I'm comfortable wit' being trash
Untouchable, I'm behind glass
The style, the women it's all fast
Like Odell bitch, I'ma catch (yeah)
I'm Ford, a nigga built to last
Some things ain't meant to understand (naw)
All about feels, I'm oozing swag
Out of control, like hydro plane
I'm H-O-V, got my own lane
These lames all lying, it's all game
I'm the real deal Holyfield
Signed delivered, and sealed, straight coastin' know the deal
This just a run back here
Don't call it a comeback
This shit is a run back
That wet, yeah we on that
Too needy won't call back
Need to fall back
(for reals?)
Don't call it a comeback
This shit is a run back
That wet, yeah we on that
Too needy won't call back
You need to fall back
(for reals)
I've been ahead from the start
You playing for points, I'll pick you apart
I'm slick with the jab
And quick with the step, I'm fresh off a dab
It's filling my chest, so come with the pressure
You ain't a threat (you ain't no threat)
Better take notes, cause this ain't no comeback
Call it a lesson, show some respect
Now you done fell for the trap
A simple distraction, I'm about that action
You got no heart, ain't got no passion
Ain't got no power, that's why you lacking
I am the goat, you just a clone and you on your own now
Here go a hook straight to the dome
I'm in the zone now
Sticking and moving stabbing and grooving
I'm undefeated got nothing to prove
Don't be surprised
You know that you losing
Fuck what you're saying
There ain't no truce
So don't get it twisted (don't get it twisted)
I got the juice
I feed on the pain and you only breathe if that's what I choose
So don't be confused
Now what is a comeback?
Cuz honestly i never left this
They praying, they wish I would jump back
But y'all might as well just accept it
I pull out my pen on a drum track
And write out my verse like a checklist
I'm standing up straight
Y'all some hunch backs
I'm Steven Seagal with the neck twist (uh)
Now what is a lost dream?
But you never keeping your promise
You put it on mommas
You're honest
But no one can lie their conscience
You scramble to find the responses
That might make you feel more accomplished
But listen, if you give it time
Then you're gonna find
That you're full of nonsense (uh)
Now what is a passion?
If that shit don't come with no action
I give it my all, fuck a fraction
I'm reading the room like a caption
I shape it to my satisfaction
You only got so many moons
And if I keep it a buck
I dont give a fuck
If it happens soon
So what is a comeback?
If you never had to return
I'm leaving the game on repeat
I'm letting them cheat
As long as they learn
I laugh as I'm watching them run back
I love it when they gotta squirm
I'm moving my feet and bringing the heat
And happily letting them burn (uh)
Don't call it a comeback
This shit is a run back
That wet, yeah we on that
Too needy won't call back
Need to fall back
(for reals?)
Don't call it a comeback
This shit is a run back
That wet, yeah we on that
Too needy won't call back
You need to fall back
(for reals)
God damn
I hit my stride now it's a wrap
Was gone a little now I'm back (yup)
Oakland, I left came back a champ (yup)
Number one stunna on 'dat ass
They say you can't buy you no class (naw)
I'm comfortable wit' being trash
Untouchable, I'm behind glass
The style, the women it's all fast
Like Odell bitch, I'ma catch (yeah)
I'm Ford, a nigga built to last
Some things ain't meant to understand (naw)
All about feels, I'm oozing swag
Out of control, like hydro plane
I'm H-O-V, got my own lane
These lames all lying, it's all game
I'm the real deal Holyfield
Signed delivered, and sealed, straight coastin' know the deal
This just a run back here
Don't call it a comeback
This shit is a run back
That wet, yeah we on that
Too needy won't call back
Need to fall back
(for reals?)
Don't call it a comeback
This shit is a run back
That wet, yeah we on that
Too needy won't call back
You need to fall back
(for reals)
I've been ahead from the start
You playing for points, I'll pick you apart
I'm slick with the jab
And quick with the step, I'm fresh off a dab
It's filling my chest, so come with the pressure
You ain't a threat (you ain't no threat)
Better take notes, cause this ain't no comeback
Call it a lesson, show some respect
Now you done fell for the trap
A simple distraction, I'm about that action
You got no heart, ain't got no passion
Ain't got no power, that's why you lacking
I am the goat, you just a clone and you on your own now
Here go a hook straight to the dome
I'm in the zone now
Sticking and moving stabbing and grooving
I'm undefeated got nothing to prove
Don't be surprised
You know that you losing
Fuck what you're saying
There ain't no truce
So don't get it twisted (don't get it twisted)
I got the juice
I feed on the pain and you only breathe if that's what I choose
So don't be confused
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Writer(s): Pierce Anthony Samuels
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