Aray - Coming Back

Went away died a little dip now I'm coming back
Resurrection did me well and I'm loving that
Talk of me giving up I'm here to duppy that
Aside from the money I'm expecting nothing back
Sliding back in like I never left
Pit stop in hell maybe I could be heaven sent
Doesn't always click when you pree on internet
When you see me I'm all that you recollect
Back on the horse against me you could never bet
When I spit fire I don't stop till I break a sweat
Mans headed to the top can't be neck and neck
Ticking shit off as I collect the cheque
Still visualising myself on the fucking chart
Doesn't really matter if you don't even see my heart
Then again you could hear it in my art
Plugging myself old fashioned just like a scart
Coming back
Coming back
Coming back
Not searching fame not looking for stardom
Tryna grow without snakes in my garden
Won't repeat so don't beg my pardon
Wasted enough time being battle hardened
Coming back in the game with a motherfucking bang
Turning all these haters into fans
Opps are mates cah I'm taking the bag
Ever since I paid a visit now I'm staying man
Back in the scene and I'm backing a dream
Lacking a team though I'm stacking the pees
It's a fast life and I still can't leave
Still got shit that I want to achieve
Can't accuse me of nepotism
Cos there was never any recognition
Call me the king of hedonism
Say I changed but you never listen
Temporary life and everyone's lying
Don't drag me down cos I'm still climbing
Red alert on so I know you trying
Safer to assume that all are conniving
Everyone knows patience is a virtue
The less you rush the less it hurts you
But you forget that you gotta work too
I'm always ready I'm on red alert dude
I'm not about the gossip and the back bite
So much baggage but I'm tryna pack light
Sky's the limit so I'm reaching for that flight
If you wanna come at me I'm on standby
Yeah it's my come up I don't need you to watch it
All you gotta know is that you ain't gonna stop it
Blood sweat and tears and much more it's costed
Haven't sold my soul but I'm tryna make a profit
Life caught up I got stuck in a mosh pit
Hunger and passion always there never lost it
Making my words excel like Microsoft shit
Celebs on my insta you'd think I photo shopped it

Written by:
Ataur Rahman

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