Came Back Good

[Hook — catchy melodic pain-flex] First I lost my trust, that shit hit worse than I thought it would Then I lost my mind for a minute, still came back good Had to count them nights by myself, nobody understood Now they see the numbers climbin’, actin’ like they knew I could Fuck ’em, I don’t need no hand now I was down bad, had to stand now They was all gone, they a fan now 902 lit, I’m the man now First I lost my trust, that shit hit worse than I thought it would Then I lost my mind for a minute, still came back good Had to count them nights by myself, nobody understood Now they see the numbers climbin’, actin’ like they knew I could [Verse 1 — melodic rap, real story] I was tryna make a dollar stretch, rent due, shit tight Had to smile around people I ain’t trust in real life Had a plan in my head, had no proof in my sight Had to gamble on myself when my back hit brick twice I was fucked up, still told ’em I’m fine Had to lose a couple people just to clear up my mind They was cool with me broke, they got weird when I climbed Now I peep how they move from the look in they eyes I ain’t ask for no pity, I just needed some space Had to cut my own lane, had to get out the way Had a bitch play sweet, then get foul to my face Now I don’t chase shit, I replace and erase I done watched shit switch in a week Seen a smile turn slick when it came down to me Had to stop being shocked, that’s the game that it be Now I keep one eye open when they claim they with me [Pre-Hook — melodic lift] I don’t cry about it, I get paid from it I don’t post the wound, I make plays from it I don’t trust the room, I stay way from it If it broke me once, I made game from it [Hook — bigger] First I lost my trust, that shit hit worse than I thought it would Then I lost my mind for a minute, still came back good Had to count them nights by myself, nobody understood Now they see the numbers climbin’, actin’ like they knew I could Fuck ’em, I don’t need no hand now I was down bad, had to stand now They was all gone, they a fan now 902 lit, I’m the man now First I lost my trust, that shit hit worse than I thought it would Then I lost my mind for a minute, still came back good Had to count them nights by myself, nobody understood Now they see the numbers climbin’, actin’ like they knew I could [Verse 2 — sharper, unfiltered] I remember no motion, just stress on the plate Had to act like I’m straight with some debt in my face Had a couple nggas switch when the pressure got placed Now I laugh when they text like they never got fake Bitch, don’t call me your baby, you ain’t stay for the low You was all in my ear when you thought I would fold Now you see I got drive, now you wanna get close I ain’t mad at your game, I just already know I put time in the craft, I put pain in the bounce Turned a bad little night to a song they announce They ain’t care when I dropped, now they care about the count Funny how they show love when the numbers come out I been tryna get rich off the shit that I speak Ain’t no cap in my hook, that’s the shit that I seen Had to learn being real don’t mean shit to the weak Now I move like a boss, I don’t move like we linked [Bridge — half-time, chantable] I came back good, I came back mean I came back sharp, I came back clean I came back up, they came back seen I came back Millz, they came back “please” I came back good, I came back cold I came back right, they came back old I came back paid, they came back broke I came back lit, they came back jokes [Verse 3 — payoff, melodic flex] Now the same ones doubtin’ tryna sit where I sit Same bitch left, now she sick that I’m lit Same nggas laughed, now they watch every clip Same broke talk, but I don’t hear shit I ain’t Hollywood, I just don’t fuck with the fake I ain’t changed up, I just learned from mistakes I ain’t duckin’ nobody, I just value my space I ain’t givin’ out passes for the shit I forgave Had to lose my mind just to find my aim Had to lose some love just to dodge that pain Had to lose that trust, had to switch that lane Now I’m up one time, they all know my name 902 on me, that’s stamped, not a pose I don’t beg for a seat, I build rooms on my own If they wasn’t right there when the shit got low They can watch from the side while this shit unfold [Final Hook — full melody] First I lost my trust, that shit hit worse than I thought it would Then I lost my mind for a minute, still came back good Had to count them nights by myself, nobody understood Now they see the numbers climbin’, actin’ like they knew I could Fuck ’em, I don’t need no hand now I was down bad, had to stand now They was all gone, they a fan now 902 lit, I’m the man now First I lost my trust, that shit hit worse than I thought it would Then I lost my mind for a minute, still came back good Had to count them nights by myself, nobody understood Now they see the numbers climbin’, actin’ like they knew I could [Outro — low] Came back good… Came back mean… 902… Millz902Music.