Ain't Coming Back - Future

The Wizard

Some things out of my control

Gotta stay in my zone

(Boy)

Know what I’m sayin'

(I just told Richie we rich)

Woo

Sometimes I sit down, wrist on gold

I done made it without sellin' my soul

Bad bitch layin' down in a robe

Ask me how I made a mil' and didn’t fold

Askin' 'bout these VVVV’s, drippin'

Keepin' it cold, I’m so different, yeah

Lot of bitches wanna feel this energy

Couple real friends turned enemy

Different, I done customized the Bentley, yeah

Difference, I done fucked a few stars, yeah

Probably know a couple names on the list

Some you don’t know, they anonymous

Fluorescent but keep the jewelry on a miss

Never on the shelf, never on the shelf, yeah

I don’t need no stylist, I can dress myself (I don’t need a stylist)

Gotta watch the diamonds and they match the belt (Yeah)

Tryna give advice, need to help yourself

Tryna save me, need to save yourself

I can hear the hate even if I’m deaf

You childish, nigga, yeah, you childish, nigga

Jealous of my wrist and my diamonds

Jealous 'cause these hoes out here wildin', yeah, yeah

They say I’m the one that inspired them, yeah, yeah

They say I’m the one that can excite 'em (You the one)

Sometimes I sit down, wrist on gold

I done made it without sellin' my soul

Bad bitch layin' down in a robe

Ask me how I made a mil' and didn’t fold

Askin' 'bout these VVVV’s, drippin'

Keepin' it cold, I’m so different, yeah (I'm so different)

Lot of bitches wanna feel this energy (Feel my energy)

Couple real friends turned enemy

Brought my dices with me, had to skip class

Had to tell so many I ain’t comin' back

Yeah yeah, I ain’t comin' back

Yeah yeah, I ain’t comin' back

Bitch went to the 'Gram to write a book (Why she do that?)

Tryna steal the bands from me like a crook (Bands)

Don’t you judge me off mistakes I’ve made

You talk shit, gotta take it to the grave (For life)

Wrist rocky, talkin' V-V-V's

Bitches suckin' out my energy

She’ll fuck my brother for the currency

Dawg ho and these dawgs ain’t free (Boy)

Never on the shelf, always fresh to death

I don’t need a stylist, I can dress myself (I can dress myself)

Drugs in my system, don’t play it fair (Don't play it fair)

Bitches take advantage, know I need help (Yeah)

Sometimes I sit down, wrist on gold (Yeah)

I done made it without sellin' my soul (Oh)

Bad bitch layin' down in a robe

Ask me how I made a mil' and didn’t fold

Askin' 'bout these VV’s, VV’s, drippin' (Ask about 'em)

Keepin' it cold, I’m so different, yeah (I'm so different)

Lot of bitches wanna feel this energy (Wanna feel my energy)

Couple real friends turned enemy

Brought my dices with me, had to skip class

Had to tell so many I ain’t comin' back

Yeah yeah, I ain’t comin' back

Yeah yeah, I ain’t comin' back

Askin' 'bout these VV’s, VV’s, drippin'

Keepin' it cold, I’m so different, yeah

Lot of bitches wanna feel this energy

Couple real friends turned enemy