When I Come Back

When I come back, I hope that you love me
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I tried to make this work, but I'm not quite sure if you did
Sometimes I felt secluded. All I wanted was for you to be included
How underrated you are, if you were to see your originality, hear me
I'm focused on immortality. I'm leaving, but I want you to be proud of me, hear me
How can I go out and tell stories about you if I'm only saying them in or around you
Now is the time to travel, to trust, and to cash in all my favors, hear me
A smooth sea never made a skilled sailor. Sometimes it was just me and my prayers
Leave the theatrics to the players. Professional gymnastic my paper
I came out the abyss, and I couldn't miss.
I went to slapping beats. Brola, who is this?
Quelle the Prophet. Point Guard Quelle Pharrell.
Will I complete my mission? Bruh, only time will tell
Join us next time on the Through My Eyes
Volume two when I'm back reenergized
I kick this out kinda kung-fu-ish
And I do this, even when they thought that I was foolish

Cause they didn't believe in me
And could careless if they do now
And when I come back, I hope that you... whoa
When I come back, I hope that you love me
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It took me so long just to let you go
But writing this was necessary to let you know
That you going to do your thing, I'll have to do mine
But I hope we get back together in due time
Why must someone be gone before we appreciate
I just hope you realize before it's too late
That not a day will go by when you're not on my mind, and I mean that
They sleep on you heavy and I seen that
And that's why I want to come with a ring back
I try not to focus on becoming a man of success but rather a man of value, hear me
Step in my power? I didn't know how to
You need to let all inspiration surround you
A rocket my sigil. Whole time, I wanted to live comfortably off my residuals, hear me
I pray you get the message, time is running out
Q.T.P beat beats like its a bout
You probably had it wrong who I was talking about
Not a woman, this letter for Carolina-South
Join us next time on the Through My Eyes
Volume two when I'm back reenergized
I kick this out kinda kung-fu-ish
And I do this, even when they thought that I was...