DJ Gamma Ray - Comeback (feat. Sin Q & Btown Been G)

Say They wanna see a comeback
You hear me louder than a gun clap
Let me find out where the funds at
Bag it up ‘n run that
No track team but she run laps
And she love how my song slap
You don’t get no run backs
This here mine, take yo L champ
Game Stuck on me like a mail stamp
You rollin' down the wrong ramp
Hol’ up Ray these niggas got me fucked up bro
I said don’t call it a comeback
Niggas never left I been won rap
Ion need no trophy case to know tat
Baby like a 12 gauge
How I feel her blowback
She arch like a doorway
I roll thru n tow that
Humble and bestow that
Lead wit my emotions cant control that
Heart all on my sleeve but I got no tats
Am I unafraid to be myself
Oh fasho dat
I been kept it a 100 if u Aint
I need my dough back
All money in I’m on my shit
I can’t do it no other way
My Only God is change
Shit was different jus the otha day
Tryna stay prepared for the shit I don’t expect
Goin left
Cuz I guess these blessings could always blow away
My throw away above the bar
You actin hard it ain't up to par
Transparency on the low
Ye ain't getting far
I’m bouncin’ back err time I’m in a jam
Battlin’ my own demons
Wit the Power in my hands
See I don’t need no comeback
Most that shit chu doing nigga
We already done that
Lil baby hold me down
I done learned a lot from that
And you should be pointin’ at me
When they ask you where the one at
Ask you where the one at
It’s game time not no play time
Niggas
Always lose they self tryna play time
Gotta go for growth obtain Moe but remain I
You perpetrating love
But hating at the same time
I
Can’t let it go it come back
These Thoughts hit like combat
No comparisons forever contrast
My nigga
These motions always come fast
Shit will knock you off track
Just stomp forward
Pull that knife out yo back my nigga
My nigga just had em a young
My other nigga got popped
Didn’t even ask where he from
Can’t never have em a son
My other nigga hitting shit just to eat
Moms fed up she didn’t know she fed em off to the streets
I speak for the renegades
Lost souls with a struggle faze
Probably take yo soul broad day bare face
Blowing on my refer dodge them peoples legalized reapers
And stay on point
Just in case I gotta pull a creeper
See I don’t need no comeback
Most that shit chu doing nigga
We already done that
Lil baby hold me down
I done learned a lot from that
And you should be pointin’ at me
When they ask you where the one at
Ask you where the one at

Written by:
Earl Walls Jr., JaeseOntae Amaro

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