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chris j - comeback lyrics

ask the homies just to pray for me
bs coming everyday for me
cousin laid to rest a while ago
it’s been hard to simply stay asleep
mind ain’t been perfect since then
where i’m at is where you’d hate to be
all the skies have just been grey for me
that’s why now i gotta play for keeps
that’s why now i gotta play to win
play with me and i don’t play pretend
people playing perfect but they not
perfect way to never play again
packing rappers up to ship em off
p-ss em off i ain’t gon play ya friend
p-ssy power profit list em off
picking plucking puppets with the pen
grandma too cold in the winter
my heart been froze to the center
blood on my clothes i’m a sinner
go for the gold i’m a winner
jump out them doors of the sprinter
they taking dough and ya dinner
stay on ya toes if you enter
treachery all i remember
dollar signs on a lotta minds when the drama rise you’ll get traumatized
every fight resulting in a homicide we been ducking conflict since obama times
karma coming at ya so you gotta shine
kamikaze for the money die for it
they would steal k!ll cheat lie for it
take a grip extended clip and slide for it
take they friends and push em to the side for it
egos getting bigger to collide for it
know some hungry families that cried for it
i can’t tell you i don’t got an eye for it
i been hoping to survive for it
hope that i make it past 25 for it
folks are lucky just to be alive for it
i secure the bag hoe imma strive for it

i put in work on my own time
people see me as a gold mine
they look at me like a meal ticket
it doesn’t matter i don’t mind
i told my momma at 13
i wouldn’t stop till we both shine
but to the top it’s a slow climb
cousin got shot by his own kind
dead on the pavement
down to this day i wish there was something that i could’ve done just to save him
everyone did i pray for his sister and kids in they situation
the way that we live it’s hard to imagine these kids woulda seen graduation
it seems that we all resonate with each other when talking the hurt that we facing
i gotta work from the bas-m-nt
there ain’t no perks in ya placement
still getting murked for the payment
right on a shirt where ya face went
we tryna earn what we ain’t win
my brothers is livid so we ain’t gon stop till we living
we all tryna make chips

i done went and took a break they said i ain’t snapping as much
now i’m boutta really eat go and get my plate ready now i’m back for my lunch
cj didn’t write a hook just because he’s lazy brother he been acting a bunch
i don’t really want a hook on this song
rather go and beat you back to the punch

so yea i’m supposed to step i don’t choke you should hold ya breath
i don’t cope with death but imma k!ll em if they hope to test
i’m bounty hunting like boba fett
i got no regrets with these snakes at the cobra’s neck
you really feel like you owed respect
you don’t pose a threat you gon fold ya bet
i been overstressed and y’all overslept

- chris j lyrics

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