YØZA - Comeback Sauce Lyrics

Yeah
Aye man
Shit
We back man
We remember
We remember what we doing
What we came for
Shit
Got my main man here
Yeah
Aye

Two steps from the fame
I guess
Za in the name that we claim
I guess
You playing, this shit it ain't no game
I guess
Screeming my name so I came
I guess
Posted up in a frame
I guess
Smoking the shit that we blame
I guess
East side it all the same
I guess
Stocking the fire the flame
I guess
Things in life that I need
Things in life to succeed
Good thoughts to go breed
Can't stop to proceed
Black and white I'm like creed
Guaranteed to go be
Under the sun
Fists in the air
It's a one on one
Throwing out money
I'm Throwing out funds
Smoke in the air (Yeah)
Smoke in my lungs (Yeah)

The keys to life are seen on lsd
My feelings hide between my arteries and
I can't decide if you were there for me
When you burned it all into the third degree
(And again)
All my words get lost in the pen
What's her name
Please remind me again and
If you can pls don't take offence
Cause you know that I will be back again

I could go settle my problems
Rather go settle my beats
I can be brutally honest
Rap shit look better on me
They don't teach this to the scholars
Bet I get that shit for free
Using my every dollar

Yeah
Never once have I made a comfortable phrase
Or showcased my tracks and it's showing my age
The 808 hit
But nothing is really legit
Cause Marcel expecting a Michelin grade
Let's the settle the beef with a gentlemens fade
One two combo
On the side of the stage
My ego was raped and
Stripped to a minimum state
My pride now meddled it's fate
I could leave in a minute a maybe I'll get better
Defeat is an image I'll probably keep forever
The seeds that will keep to say that
I generate heat for the fetta
Get it
Like Lil Pump blew up
Esketit
Like a man blew his brains out on reddit
A super star fetish
I wanna be the best but
I'm never gone drop it's pathetic
Coming like a thief in the night
Take ideas from the mic
Then show it to the public eye
Don't know where I'd be in my life
At age twenty-five
Will I finally gain my pride
Will I have a song with K-Dot or J.Cole
Will I really be on the Interscope payroll
Okay maybe a chance if I say so
If I say so
Run up on a check on a hundred peso
Not a big check but
I'm getting paid though
JP's in and
It's everyday bro
With his brain to the inc
Write mainy main flows
Enage with the people and our sound may grow
Like twenty years back with the brother Pedro
This shit light
Never weigh more
Getting it right
Cause I say so

I could go settle my problems
Rather go settle my beats
I can be brutally honest
Rap shit look better on me
They don't teach this to the scholars
Bet I get that shit for free
Using my every dollar