Comeback Season - Single Version

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
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Since the last time we spoke about it
Comeback
Since the last time we spoke about it
Comeback

Yeah
Since the last time we spoke about it
Shit kinda hit the fan, I wasn't open bout it
Lost a family and some fam, but never wrote about it
Certain shit ain't really for the 'gram of for the social climate
It's cold
But following code is not a social science
Publicized explosions, turn into promoting violence
And I ain't ducking any problems, any smoke or guidance
I just know that anytime it's raining I want smoke in silence
Cause Poppa Jodie told me, "stillness when the lord working"
Rainy days we sat up in that living room with dark curtains
Everything unplugged, the TV off; wasn't no star searching
Spitting in his cup, dipping snuff; he had a calm surface
It taught me storm surges, all reveal the storm purpose
You just gotta play it how you weigh and not perform nervous
Devil start to take the faith away like its the wrong service
Patience can replace it, if you pray or got a strong purpose
Uhh
Cause since the last time we spoke about it
I kinda slipped up as a man and wasn't open bout it
Lost respect and lost some dap, but I ain't wrote about it
Certain shit ain't really for the snap or folk to joke about it
Funny
I use to think I'd be the last person
In need of someone else to keep me off my ass hurting
Working
Family still accepting calls
But you can tell it in they voice they wish you made another choice
But you can't give up on it now, you so invested in that bad move
Rather go out like a Viking, on your shield and stab wounds
People got devices now, ain't no iron clad rules
Just alerts and bubbles, all your troubles turn to fast views
You can work and hustle, try to fix it, but that add fuel
The fire already lit, and you just blowing smoke at gas fumes
Cause you quick on your feet, but you can't travel fast as bad news
Gotta take it on the chin, and last through
Whoo

And since the last time we spoke, I decided it was comeback season
I gotta let em wait on it (Yeah)
They never heard me come like this before

You know what it's time for dont ya
I couldn't see them hoes coming down my eyes
Therefore I made the song cry
At one time I was shy
Speak on me, "No reply"
Now look at I
'Junior doing his thing" my move was wise, Yeah
They trying to hang ten on my tide
Soon as I wiped out I heard em laughing from the side
Ain't that bout a bitch, all the help that you supplied
Hopped off my ship, jumped in your whip, helped you drive
Hell yeah that's some BS
Whole bunch of bullshit, sometimes I wanna reset
Still
Climbing these mountains, some peaks I've yet to meet yes a
Tedious journey, some niggaz haven't been yet
I lost two aunts in the same month
Not the same year, but yes the same month
My mother birthday in the same month
I lost my nephew in the same one
Insulin I inject, sugar in my veins
Half my family HBP, cause we stay stressing mayne
You think you got problems - wait a second mayne
Let me dig off deep in my bag, respecct the presence mayne
You got land and houses have you heard of Mills
Name ring bells, sum like Beverly Hills
Straight out that boulevard
Henrietta that is
I'm tryna get up out it; mind up on a mill
They say they ten toes down, but shit I'm nine
Been dropping bars since before "Back up on my grind"
Same year I lost my one, supposed to been up outta town
Christmas Day dog I wake up, Ivory Wade shot in his spine
Paralyzed waist down
Lil bro say he 'Ok", he doing fine
That shit I just can't wrap my mind around
My daughter need glasses in one eye she may go blind

Comeback Season