Came Right Back

Pick up the phone, and I'ma slide

I'd never wanna be this guy

You still talk about me a lot

I ain't never home, I like to ride

We used to have to stand outside

Now you hate the fact that I'm hot

And you say you don't miss me, then you

Miss me, miss me with all that

Tried to cut my baby loose and she came

Right back

And you say you don't miss me, then you

Miss me, miss me with all that

Tried to cut my baby loose and she came

Right back

I been selling out shows

Fucking hella, I been on a roll

Boutta cop a Rover for the snow

'Cause when I come 'round, niggas better

Know

Stressed out

What's even worse is this is how I get my

Checks now

We all guilty, I know niggas who ain't getting out

Why do I feel cursed if I'm so blessed now? (Why?)

And you say you don't miss me, then you

Miss me, miss me with all that

Tried to cut my baby loose and she came

Right back

And you say you don't miss me, then you

Miss me, miss me with all that

I know you lying like shit

Tried to cut my baby loose and she came

Right back

I know you lying like shit