Come Back Baby (Explicit) - Pusha T

I wanna talk to all you addicts out there

That's got yourself a great big Jones

An' you done tried all the methadone

An' you just can't leave that h****n alone

I wonder have you tried

d**e just touched down I'm so grateful

Numbers so low b**ch be thankful

They say don't let money change you

That's how we know money ain't you

B**ch I been had b**ches been bad

We buy big boats b**ch I'm Sinbad

Downright sinful b**ch we been full

All my dopeboys we like kinfolk

BMore burnt spoon DC glass pipe

VA sent bales 'bout that trap life

Blew through thousands we made millions

c*****e soldiers once civilians

Bought hoes Hondas took care children

Let my pastor build out buildin's

Rapped on classics I been brilliant

Now we blend in we chameleons ahh

Never have I been locked up in a world of misery

I need you darlin' to set me free

Come back baby try me one more time

Ooh baby I'm 'bout to go out of my mind

I can't

Who else got the luxury to drop when he want

'Cause nobody else can f**k with me what a show-off

N**ga wrist for wrist let's have a glow-off

F**k it brick for brick let's have a blow-off

If we go by connections made

I can still climb ladders when complexions fade yugh

White on white that's the Testa

Black on black that's the Tesla

See these diamonds in this watch face

All that sh*t came from pressure

They don't miss you 'till you gone with the wind

And they tired of dancin' like a Ying Yang Twin

You can't have the Yin without the Yang my friend

Real n**gas bring balance to the game I'm in eghck

Can't escape the scale if I tried interstate trafficking's alive

Push

Never have I been locked up in a world of misery

I need you darlin' to set me free

Come back baby try me one more time

Ooh baby I'm 'bout to go out of my mind

Still fresh off the boat n**gas

Don't make me super-soak n**gas

Your life ends up a quote n**ga

The good die young all dogs go to heaven

It's really just momma's fallin' out on the reverend

I play musical chairs with these squares

Rich flair before they was Ric Flair's

c*****e concierge longest runnin' trapper of the year

Stood the test of time like Dapper Dan

Season my sauce like Zatarain's

Is he still in the caravan no

It's a mil' in in the caravan whoa

Richard Mille on a leather band whoo

Behind the wheel like an ambulance go

On my way up to Maryland gone

Never have I been locked up in a world of misery

I need you darlin' to set me free

Come back baby try me one more time

Ooh baby I'm 'bout to go out of my mind

I can't

Come back baby try me one more time

Ooh baby I'm 'bout to go out of my mind

I I can't