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I’m Back Video (MV)




Performed By: Joben
Language: English
Written by: ROBERT MICHELS
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Joben - I’m Back Lyrics




Cye it's young Joben, I leave hoes heartbroken
My wrist frozen, got big gas my shits potent
Forty toting, wet your block my pistol smoking
Cin't no motive, I pour a four, I'm sipping potion
My system slowing, I'm doing what they said I couldn't
He said he was gonna bust but I knew he wouldn't
Got my chain from Cuba but I'm not talking gooding
Straight overseas import, yeah I see you looking
Did some things I shouldn't, but I guess thats in the past now
Got a little older, gotta lil', gotta lil' cash now
Got a new benz and a glock in my lap now
I f*cked your girl raw, call that Monday night smackdown
Ooh, they heard I serve crack now, why the f*ck you asking
Cin't no one bout that action, ain't nobody really savage
He won't fight me one on one, ain't that just some f*cking sad shit
It's funny that I Just served some fentanyl to my last bitch
They straight edge, ain't never have it but I make them all some addicts
My junkies got me cashing, copping balenciaga baggage
Your bitch is on my line I'm bout to leave her pussy ravaged
(bout to leave that pussy ravaged)
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English

Cye it's young Joben, I leave hoes heartbroken
My wrist frozen, got big gas my shits potent
Forty toting, wet your block my pistol smoking
Cin't no motive, I pour a four, I'm sipping potion
My system slowing, I'm doing what they said I couldn't
He said he was gonna bust but I knew he wouldn't
Got my chain from Cuba but I'm not talking gooding
Straight overseas import, yeah I see you looking
Did some things I shouldn't, but I guess thats in the past now
Got a little older, gotta lil', gotta lil' cash now
Got a new benz and a glock in my lap now
I f*cked your girl raw, call that Monday night smackdown
Ooh, they heard I serve crack now, why the f*ck you asking
Cin't no one bout that action, ain't nobody really savage
He won't fight me one on one, ain't that just some f*cking sad shit
It's funny that I Just served some fentanyl to my last bitch
They straight edge, ain't never have it but I make them all some addicts
My junkies got me cashing, copping balenciaga baggage
Your bitch is on my line I'm bout to leave her pussy ravaged
(bout to leave that pussy ravaged)
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Writer: ROBERT MICHELS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave

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