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letra de comin back - father

[verse 1: pyramid quince]
this ain’t magic, go on girl shake that -ss
shawty light the sh-t
and it’s the first time heard
tell the dj run that back, seen her droppin’ low
like, “do that sh-t, ooh, girl, do that sh-t”
like, ooh, that’s him
pyramid from the crew that’s thick
quince just too d-mn sick, from the mob and sh-t
out the awful clique, young and i’m off the sh-ts
from down the block, you can smell the strong
so don’t ask what i’m on, and i’m like:
please, i don’t do drugs, trees is what i’m on
and i’ve been gone, and i ain’t comin’ back
it’s a forcefield for my zone

[chorus: father]
i’ve been gone, i ain’t comin’ back
i’ve been gone, i ain’t comin’ back
i’ve been gone, i ain’t comin’ back
i’ve been gone, i ain’t comin’ back
i’ve been gone, i ain’t comin’ back
i’ve been gone, i ain’t comin’ back
i’ve been gone, i ain’t comin’ back
i’ve been gone, i ain’t comin’ back

[verse 2: archibald slim]
i handle my business, now blunts gettin’ rolled
if i don’t p-ss, don’t babysit with you and put down, no
can’t have mine boy cop a l, never mind it’s not for sale
i can’t see what’s on the money, i’m too drunk and high to tell
fool we sliding out the barrio, we swerving by the sh-ll
now stalin swervin’ to the party, local service, purpose bill
off the liquor like quince, yeah we off the sh-ts
so n-gga throw on some awful sh-t
but let a n-gga bust, let a cop car show up
a n-gga sober up awful quick, n-gga awful quick

[verse 3: gahm]
flexin with a check a n-gga been had
i keep it g with all the c’s just call a n-gga sinbad
girls get on their knees trying to receive my blessings-
that’s sad, hoes are just for fun, my love is one
and that’s that b-tch cash
care less what a hoe could think
that nice guy sh-t has been p-ssed
come with me askin’ to buy a drink
i’ll slap you tell you sip that
i’m colder than dem polars be, i’ll fold your b-tch like gym mats
p-ss her to the homies, while you lonely with no text back
now doesn’t that sound like some really awful sh-t?
got another n-gga’s woman hittin’ high notes on the d-ck
when she stumble in the crib at six you askin’ where she’s been

[outro]
‘i was out with my friend’
you can tell she’s lyin’, when she said she’s with her friends
you gonna be ten mads, your b-tch is gone we been smashed
she’s been gone, she ain’t comin’ back
she’s been gone, she ain’t comin’ back

- father

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