Young Buck - Came Back lyrics

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Young Buck - Came Back lyrics

[Verse 1: Young buck] f** what I've been trough Yea i'm going trough, and no one do it better though And evreything in my past I had to let it go From my arrest rate up and to my eses Let's just say ..., my debts pay! Now it's one stage, one mic But the money still green and the bricks white Check in, mother f**ers why I take flight! The only thing Never see, money make right! No manager been managing my own And they callin my phone And that the damage is gone This sh** crazy Soon they cut the cameras on This sh** amazing, we rappers get exterminated and gone We get to lie, talking about the birds that they buy And the jets that they fly He never had a dime like me Cause inside is who you need to be Cause the outside ain't you A part of we see Cause this is what i dose Not just who I was Who I am, who I'm gone be is one love Ten n******gs, one plub but we all each If one fall then we all get him on his feet No rules! New n******gs have no clue! Masterys and why I act like I don't know you! Baby momma bullsh** is what you go through But she ain't a poster star Doing sh** that the hoes do [Hook: Young Buck] ... k**ing me since Way, came back And have been k**ing me since! Way, came back And have been k**ing me since! You n******gs ain't sh**, I've been k**ing... since. [x2] [Verse 2: Young Buck] Yeah, with no tears drops either f** ya all I ain't gotta make you a believer! When your daughter got a fever and your doctor said she's stressed out This is when you noticed somebody getting stressed out You know the feeling in the pen when you let out Years go by, but there's some sh** enough to get by What you get through You reach back and break the n******gs out of this... where they sent you Maybe I'm just too true But I refuse to do things that you do! I'm a stay in my own lane and you too I never let you n******gs know more than you knew! Rap this! See my life, figure you do! To bust filed up and don't know who's who How long mother f**ers, this is...? Cash filled records Something you ain't used to