Feltz Artist - Intro (The Comeback) lyrics

(Intro) Yeah Its Feltz Its The Comeback Im back I Ain't Leaving no more Im forever staying Welcome Everyone... To the Feltzyy Show Ha The Comeback (Build Up) Im Back da da da da da da da da (dadada) Its the come back back back back back back (Its The Comeback) La la la la la la la la la la la (dalala) Ima go far far far far far far far far (Go Far) (Verse) Here we go again Another intro Let me go inflow Another disco with a bimbo Sitting in the back of the limo With my notebook Writing down how i feel so you better note this Its like I'm stuck can't go up Comeback needs to bring me luck So i can give the pot and give to my mum Cos she's the ones who kept me alive Half this time Love to my dad cos most his life he standed by my side You want to know me well get to know me Dont be shy little homie Cos I've got you if you've got me We can talk if you feel lost G Cos i said I've got you if you've got me I'm just saying I'm a nice guy Tryna live a nice life Got these thoughts stuck up in my mind Its like i dont want to try any more Now I'm crying on the floor Put my wardrobe near the door Tryna block the world out cos i dont want them anymore But I've gotta be strong gotta stand up tall So i did put the wardrobe back near the wall Got my notebook out and i gave it my all This is the outcome of what i got Hashtag was the start but it didn't flop I'm only learning give me time to get it right Up all night fizzy drink some weed by my side Can't you see I've got persistence in my mind But you want to bring me down Thats okay you can be a clown Fool you ain't really cool Cos you carry a tool Really you should be in school kicking ball or playing 8 ball Its real People out in the fields Looking for the opp to k** But you need to chill and use your sk** You gotta live old and you gotta write your will Make plans to make a mill Do what you want to for fill Dont get caught up in this gang sh** Cos if you die how the f** is your family gonna manage Imagine your family going out gang banging Looking for the k**ers and they start clapping There on this real sh** man theres no acting There buying guns theres no stabbings Listening to the streets see if anyones bragging There ready to go out banging Get sh** cracking No they ain't lacking Let one go off And another one Now they on the run Does it sound fun No it dont bro No one wants to lose there son So drop the weapons And let it be peace Write down your pain and drop it on the beats Now you never know what you could achieve And that is real sh** there dawg believe [Finished]