J Hus, Villz - Comeback lyrics

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Baby, this the comeback
Every single day I'm in combat
Got nothin' to say, fuck the long chat
Been there, we done that
Got no one to rely on, born alone, die alone
Had a dragon stick, shootin' a fire stone
Everything my mama said was true
Them times, I never had a clue
Thought I knew it all
I was tryna walk before I crawl
When you know yourself you stand tall
Even if you slip you won't fall
Warrior, I was in my home but
I was feelin' like a foreigner
I was on my own but I
Was feelin' like the governor
It's crazy how a murderer used
To be a toddler



Juju J, you're movin' mad
Rollin' with thе same stick that Musa had
Can't you see? Ain't tryna part the sea
If I havе to kill him
I have to kill another part of me
If I have to drill him, I'll do it proper
Not half heartedly put my whole heart in it
That's the energy I'm harnessin'
My gyal was in the crib, nail varnishin'
Any time I pull up
She knows it's a criminal she's harboring
Body for a feature, I'm bargainin'
Used to have a passa, but we're calm again
Could've been armageddon
Give my brother a hand
Give a arm to my bredrin right before I die
Tell you all my confessions
Every step I take I know, it's an investment
Can't fuck with that gyal
There's not a spiritual connection
The last time I saw the truth
I saw my reflection
That man can't finesse me
I saw his intentions for every loss I took
This must be my redemption

Baby, this the comeback
Every single day I'm in combat
Got nothin' to say, fuck the long chat
Been there, we done that
Got no one to rely on, born alone, die alone
Had a dragon stick, shootin' a fire stone
Everything my mama said was true
Them times, I never had a clue
Thought I knew it all
I was tryna walk before I crawl
When you know yourself you stand tall
Even if you slip you won't fall
Warrior, I was in my home but
I was feelin' like a foreigner
I was on my own but I
Was feelin' like the governor
It's crazy how a murderer used
To be a toddler

Street sermons, no purpose
Cold blooded murders
The idle mind’s the Devil’s workshop
For a weak person
Hangin' onto snakes would've killed
Me like Steve Irwin
Back and I'm determined, real raps resurgence
For the yutes, there ain't no deterrents
Youngin' killed a pussy, life's fucked
He was still a virgin
Lord, ain't nobody perfect
Judge a man off what's internal
Not what's on the surface
Entrepreneurs the new gangsters
Skills transferring
We're buildin' businesses
Clear visions like Cornelius
I'm honorable but villainous
When money calls we never miss
I ain't a preacher, I'm a leader
Street sweeper
Pull up with my diva, ratchet in her bag
No concealer
My mama said, "Hide that watch, son
They'll take it"
She don't know we come from hell raisin'
Like, don't be silly, mama, they
Know how I'm livin', mama
I'm still your baby boy, out
There I stand on business, mama

Baby, this the comeback
Every single day I'm in combat
Got nothin' to say, fuck the long chat
Been there, we done that
Got no one to rely on, born alone, die alone
Had a dragon stick, shootin' a fire stone
Everything my mama said was true
Them times, I never had a clue
Thought I knew it all
I was tryna walk before I crawl
When you know yourself you stand tall
Even if you slip you won't fall
Warrior, I was in my home but
I was feelin' like a foreigner
I was on my own but I
Was feelin' like the governor
It's crazy how a murderer used
To be a toddler