Текст песни Coming Back - Nickfs

Tell me why you don't see me comin' back, huh
What you doin' when I'm runnin' when I'm back, oh
Can't you see me comin' back now
And if you don't, then I'll let you come back, oh

Time to quiet down, I told your ass stop talkin'
And i'm a demon, baby, you get hit and left up in that coffin
Was tryna show you the world, but you ain't even fuckin' want it
Was tryna call you my girl, but bitch, you left me with no comment

Tell me why you don't see I'm comin' back, huh
And even my own brother left me with no racks, oh
You don't see I'm comin' back, huh
And if you don't, then I'll let you come back home

Stunna, I'ma shooting star aim for the moon
Your bitch up in the backseat, she tryna play some tunes
Got a bad habit of talkin' shit and makin' my own moves
But lil' niggas know the, say, if you snooze, then you lose
And I ain't losin', nigga, got a brand new tool, this bitch gon' boom a nigga

And I don't know you, so why you around me, better move it nigga
He a stupid man, I'm in the back of the black Nissan, ready to shoot a nigga
It's me and Moo, he got the ARP, I got the binary trigger
And I don't see I'm comin' back, nah
And my brother left me with no racks, oh
And you don't see I'm comin' back, huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Tell me why, you don't see I'm comin' back, huh
And even my own brother left me with no racks, oh
You don't see I'm comin' back, huh
And if you don't, then I'll let you come back home

Oh no, why you think you comin' back? After all you lost, after what we had
Had my heart racing, it was movin' too fast
I can never get my nerves down, I can't relax
Sippin' for emotion, smokin' for the pain

I could never feel so my heart went down the drain
Oh, right when I lost it, you came back again
So I had to drop that dummy on her head and switch my lane
So no, you ain't never comin' back

All I did was love and all you did was brag
All you did was talk down on me and talk about my past
When you knew that hurt me and you were all I had
Tell me why, you don't see me comin' back, huh

Probably cause my heart's on a table on a platter
That's the type of shit that made me really hate her
Now me and Nick at the top, chase the paper