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the comeback - boe (official) lyrics

intro:
[boe] * chyeah… you know who the f*ck it is
its ya boy sizzle
i’m baaack
tsah… you know what the f*ck we doin
[jail phone] * this call is from a correctional institution
[boe] * yeah, i know you remember that
[jail phone] * and is subject to monitoring and recording
[boe] * f*ck the jail
[jail phone] * if you do not wish to accept this call, please hang up now. to accept the call, press zero
[boe] * let’s go

chorus:
they ain’t cook me for that mag
and i’m back out (back out)
posted with my team
in the traphouse (trap house)
man…
its been a long time comin (comin)
now i’m bout to show you
how to come back from nothin
they ain’t cook me for that mag
and i’m back out (back out)
posted with my team
in the traphouse (trap house)
man…
it’s been a long time comin (comin)
this the comeback
time to hit the ground runnin
verse 1:
sh*t, i’m out here, (out here)
makin a comeback (comeback)
six months for a mag
told em run that (run that)
i thank god
they ain’t hit me with that 2 flat, (2 flat)
got err’body askin
“how the f*ck you do that?” (do that?)
all them shots fired, none hit me
(none hit me)
on top of that, i dodged the penitentiary
(penitentiary)
two time felon, with a gun case
(gun case)
i’m surprised they ain’t send my ass up*state
(up*state)
but now i’m back in the hood, just left the plug
(plug)
he put ya boy back on, yeah, he showed me love
(me love)
blessed me with a lil bit, time to get it up
(get it up)
back on papers, but i don’t really give a f*ck
(f*ck it!!)
told my po, i ain’t smokin, i’m just countin money
(money!!)
laughin walkin out her office, like its funny
(*laughs*)
sh*t, i’m back on my grizzy, like the kid should
(the kid should)
free as f*ck, pockets filled, yeah life’s good
(huh?)
chorus:
they ain’t cook me for that mag
and i’m back out (back out)
posted with my team
in the traphouse (trap house)
man…
its been a long time comin (comin)
now i’m bout to show you
how to come back from nothin
they ain’t cook me for that mag
and i’m back out (back out)
posted with my team
in the traphouse (trap house)
man…
it’s been a long time comin (comin)
this the comeback
time to hit the ground runnin

verse 2:
it feel good bein out of jail, (out of jail)
back home (back home)
feel good eatin taco bell, (taco bell)
blowin strong (blowin strong) (back one)
feel good gettin dough again, (dough again)
back on
feel good f*ckin hoes again, (f*ckin hoes)
gettin dome (gettin dome)
i ain’t get cooked
yeah, i dodged the penn (huh?)
got off like a boss, (boss)
yeah, once again (once again)
only thing that i got left to say, (what’s that?!)
is f*ck the police, the judge, and the da
(f*ck em, f*ck em, f*ck em, f*ck em, f*ck em)
sh*t, i’m dolo now
back on my money tip (money tip)
f*ck hoes, f*ck lames
and that dummy sh*t (dummy sh*t)
cuz i ain’t got time to waste, in the rat race
(nope!!)
i gotta paper chase, no time for last place
(nope!!)
so if it ain’t dollas, don’t call my phone
(my phone)
if you ain’t talkin money, you can leave me alone
(alone)
cuz i dont care bout sh*t
but the paper dogg (paper dogg)
i’ve been down too long
to be puttin sh*t off for later dogg
(huhhh?)
chorus:
they ain’t cook me for that mag
and i’m back out (back out)
posted with my team
in the traphouse (trap house)
man…
its been a long time comin (comin)
now i’m bout to show you
how to come back from nothin
they ain’t cook me for that mag
and i’m back out (back out)
posted with my team
in the traphouse (trap house)
man…
it’s been a long time comin (comin)
this the comeback
time to hit the ground runnin

outro:
sh*t, you know what it is, its ya boy sizzle
i told you i’m comin back m*th*’f*cka!!
northern made productionz, we on the rise!!
better get wit it, or get the f*ck lost!!
shout out to my baby lmo on the mix
shout out to my bro d*row for the inspiration
man, i told y’all, we comin up in this m*th*f*cka!!
northern made or nothin b*tch!!
sizzle, out….

- boe official lyrics

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