Текст песни Coming Back - Domo Genesis , Mac Miller
I'm
coming
back
Hey
yeah,
I'm
comin'
I'm
coming
back
Hey
yeah,
I'm
comin'
It's
a
cold
world
baby,
but
I'm
a
cold
nigga
Frostbite
tryna
take
a
chew
of
how
I
slither
My
presence
give
'em
chills,
like
an
Antarctica
winter
And
I'm
banging
Inglewood
till
I'm
getting
caught
with
a
splinter
I'm
having
artists
for
dinner
So
many
fall
apart
when
I
spark
it's
hard
to
remember
It's
always
hard
remembering
pain
is
part
of
the
riddle
Somewhere
between
my
art
and
the
dark,
I'm
parked
in
the
middle
I
knew
my
part
since
was
little
I
knew
my
heart
was
official
I
knew
that
in
my
heart
that
boy
was
part
of
a
bigger
plan
I
know
my
momma
not
coming
up
short
of
rent
again
Cause
I
put
this
rap
shit
down
and
go
and
sin
again
Fuck
all
the
daps
and
pounds
I'm
on
my
shit
again
All
that
bad
mouthing
just
running
up
my
adrenaline
And
yeah,
it's
safe
to
say
we
made
a
way
From
getting
slouched
on
And
Doms'll
be
that
nigga
from
now
on,
you
dig
me?
Nothing
to
do,
sell
smoke
and
drive
Money
in
your
pocket,
million
on
your
mind
And
someone
had
to
drink,
someone
had
to
drug
Someone
had
to
have
bitches
on
the
line,
that's
what
it
was
And
I
don't
regret
a
single
night
I
came
home
fucked
up
Feel
sorry
for
a
single
time
I
made
hoes
cry
Money
was
a
thing
I
didn't
make
too
much
of
Tell
me
"Hurry
up",
Imma
take
my
time
I
feel
like
I'm
designed
for
this
I
don't
know
how
all
my
timing
is
But
I
know
I
want
that
time
again
To
give
this
all
I
got
All
my
clouds
got
silver
linings
Amazing
how
I
keep
my
peace
alive
through
all
this
violence
It's
a
war
outside
my
window,
it's
like
all
I
hear
is
sirens
But
it's
something
'bout
the
melody,
I'm
drifting
into
science
I
was
born
hateful,
looking
at
this
world
ugly
Way
at
the
bottom,
got
me
questioning
if
God
love
me
You
know
my
steez
dog,
real
niggas
ride
gully
Lost
a
couple
soldiers,
got
me
smokey
with
my
eyes
runny
My
heart
cold
like
I
said
in
the
first
verse
And
I'm
tryna
eat
you
niggas,
I
am
desert
first
And
somewhere
between
the
hoes
and
money,
I
got
hurt
The
worst,
I
swear
to
God
this
life
a
gift
and
a
curse
My
path
was
chosen
way
before
I
existed,
the
misfit
The
voices
in
my
head
never
tell
me
wrong
so
I
listen
Either
make
a
way
or
collision
I
ain't
here
to
play
nigga,
I'm
on
a
mission
Nothing
to
do,
sell
smoke
and
drive
Money
in
your
pocket,
million
on
your
mind
And
someone
had
to
drink,
someone
had
to
drug
Someone
had
to
have
bitches
on
the
line,
that's
what
it
was
And
I
don't
regret
a
single
night
I
came
home
fucked
up
Feel
sorry
for
a
single
time
I
made
hoes
cry
Money
was
a
thing
I
didn't
make
too
much
of
Tell
me
"Hurry
up",
Imma
take
my
time
La-la-la-la
1 Dapper
2 Go (Gas)
3 All Night
4 Lost and Found
5 My Own
6 Questions
7 Brotha
8 Wanderer
9 Coming Back
10 Faded in the Moment
11 One Below
12 Awkward Groove
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