BRB - Add-2

Say when you comin' back?

I dunno

Chillin' by my uncle’s side sittin' in his ride

Reminiscin' on my innocence, a nigga like nine

Livin' in the city where the skinny niggas die

Livin' in the Chi, hell, plenty niggas die

Rollin' through the projects, walkin' in the complex

What a concept, somethin' simple could be complex

So you better watch like a Timex cause

Niggas clear the room ain’t a bomb threat

Niggas starin' at me now the low ends start to riot

Why’s that?

Uncle upstairs getting' high

Shhh, don’t tell nobody

Feelin' paranoid I’m jumpin' every time I hear the voices

Of a couple boys I’m lookin' for the keys

Now I remember that he told me if I ever need a pistol

That the heat fully loaded sittin' underneath the seat, but

Tell me where you at, at, at, at?

When you comin' back, back?

Tell me where you at, at, at, at?

(I dunno, I dunno)

When you comin' back, back, back, back, back, back, back?

Yo I’ll be right back, yo I’ll be right back

Yo I’ll be right back, yo I’ll be right back

Yo I’ll be right back, yo I’ll be right back

Yo I’ll be right back, yo I’ll be right back

Right about my wrong ways, hope I’m late to an early grave

Had to learn to hop fences, ‘case we gotta hop the pearly gate

See the rain that we came through, see the changes would change you

Say the devil is a lie, but even Satan was an angel

It’s how our mama see us, but if mama seen us

Probly go into shock, she probly won’t believe it

That her son is a follower, thought she had a leader

We drinkin' liters of liquor until our liver leave us

Skippin' courses, niggas cut class, now we chillin' on the porches

Off the hook like a cordless, courtin' all these hoes

all these girls an abortion, it’s fucked up

Might turn all this heaven from a hell, never see how far you fell

Til the shit catch up now you niggas messed up

And you talkin' to your homie in a jail like

Nigga where you at, at, at, at?

When you comin' back, back?

Tell me where you at, at, at, at?

(I dunno, I dunno)

When you comin' back, back, back, back, back, back, back?

Yo I’ll be right back, yo I’ll be right back

Yo I’ll be right back, yo I’ll be right back

Yo I’ll be right back, yo I’ll be right back

Yo I’ll be right back, yo I’ll be right back

Run away nigga, run away, leave while you can

Understand the longer you stand here the more your feet sink in the sand

Man it’s this state of mind and this state of mine

Is so plagued with crime, they traced the line on this face of mine

What they designed is no faith to find, some chase the sign

My god got me sayin' en garde to all these

Devils tryna haunt me, dearly depart me

But they can’t, I paint art, partly Bob Ross meets

Marcus Garvey, I ain’t a saint, so great

They made a man a monster, there ain’t a cage in it

You can bet the house nigga, ain’t a slave in it

I don’t fear fire cause a nigga bathed in it

I ain’t fear hell nigga, I was raised in it

It be like that, yea it be like that

I got on a plane and said I’ll be right back

Try to leave the city where the troubles is at

I know that like the blind man, I know the colour of black

Tell me where you at, at, at, at?

When you comin' back, back?

Tell me where you at, at, at, at?

(I dunno, I dunno)

When you comin' back, back, back, back, back, back, back?

Yo I’ll be right back, yo I’ll be right back

Yo I’ll be right back, yo I’ll be right back

Yo I’ll be right back, yo I’ll be right back

Yo I’ll be right back, yo I’ll be right back