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Ain't Coming Back

Ain't Coming Back

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Artist: Future

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The Wizard Some things out of my control Stay in my zone Know what I'm sayin' (I just told Richie we rich) Woo Sometimes I sit down, wrist on gold I done made it without sellin' my soul Bad bitch layin' down in a robe Ask me how I made a mil' and didn't fold Askin' 'bout these VV's, VV's, drippin' Keepin' it cold, I'm so different, yeah Lot of bitches wanna feel this energy Couple real friends turned enemy Different, I done customized the Bentley, yeah Difference, I done fucked a few stars, yeah Probably know a couple names on the list Some you don't know, they anonymous Fluorescent but keep the jewelry on a miss Never on the shelf, never on the shelf, yeah I don't need no stylist, I can dress myself (I don't need a stylist) Gotta watch the diamonds and they match the belt Tryna give advice, need to help yourself Tryna save me, need to save yourself I can hear the hate even if I'm deaf You childish, nigga, yeah, you childish, nigga Jealous of my wrist and my diamonds Jealous 'cause these hoes out here wildin', yeah, yeah They say I'm the one that inspired them, yeah, yeah They say I'm the one that can excite 'em (You the one) Sometimes I sit down, wrist on gold I done made it without sellin' my soul Bad bitch layin' down in a robe Ask me how I made a mil' and didn't fold Askin' 'bout these VV's, VV's, drippin' Keepin' it cold, I'm so different, yeah (I'm so different) Lot of bitches wanna feel this energy (Feel my energy) Couple real friends turned enemy Brought my dices with me, had to skip class Had to tell so many I ain't comin' back Yeah yeah, I ain't comin' back Yeah yeah, I ain't comin' back Bitch went to the 'Gram to write a book (Why she do that?) Tryna steal the bands from me like a crook (Bands) Don't you judge me off mistakes I've made Talk shit, gotta take it to the grave (For live) Wrist rocky, talkin' V-V-V's Bitches suckin' out my energy She'll fuck my brother for the currency Dawg hoe, and these dawgs ain't free Never on the shelf, always fresh to death I don't need a stylist, I can dress myself Drugs in my system, don't play it fair Bitches take advantage, know I need help Sometimes I sit down, wrist on gold I done made it without sellin' my soul Bad bitch layin' down in a robe Ask me how I made a mil' and didn't fold Askin' 'bout these VV's, VV's, drippin' Keepin' it cold, I'm so different, yeah Lot of bitches wanna feel this energy Couple real friends turned enemy Brought my dices with me, had to skip class Had to tell so many I ain't comin' back Yeah yeah, I ain't comin' back Yeah yeah, I ain't comin' back Askin' 'bout these VV's, VV's, drippin' Keepin' it cold, I'm so different, yeah Lot of bitches wanna feel this energy Couple real friends turned enemy

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