Kassidy Miles - ReBound Lyrics

I came from a long way home
Fighting whatever comes my way
Just moving on my road
What are you gonna do if you get consumed?
Fight your way and go out with a bang
Makin' history
You just gotta do what you gotta do and whatever comes to you

Oop
Yeah you doin' too much
You stay trynna front
Know' you said some other stuff to me
Toxic, acknowledge, I know what you be doin'
My dumb ass done fell for it again
Look what you doin' to me
Bad (Bad)
Two d's
Had your opportunity
Got me confused, crying, screamin', "What if it was really me?"
I'm a freaky bitch with a bad song
The hallways caught me off guard
That weird shit, give me weird vibes
You will never take me for granted again
From a long, long, long way home
I rebounded, now I'm back better and I'm feeling strong
From a long, long, long way home
Don't wanna ever hear my name in your mouth when I make it all along (Neva)
From a long, long, long way home
I rebounded now I'm back better and I'm feeling strong (Yeah)
From a long, long, long way home
Kass is back and takin' over rebounding and starting over

I came from a long way home
Fighting whatever comes my way
Just moving on my road
What are you gonna do if you get consumed?
Fight your way and go out with a bang
Makin' history
You just gotta do what you gotta do and whatever comes to you

Hatin' hoes ain't happy
Happy hoes ain't hatin' (Of course)
Bitch if I ain't a G I'm the OG I'm the G when you spell OG
These niggas just gon f*ck whoever poppin'
But yeah, I had to them that, "The grind ain't never stoppin'" (Just that on that)
If a bitch said they checked me they meant my page (Socials)
All you hoes really do is talk shit, y'all lame (All talk no action)
Never really with it, way down boss up
Or you can stay right where you are cause I don't give a f*ck (Period)
Wanna be in my clique
Always sucking dick
But never really with the shits, that's that pussy shit (Lame)
Built like a banana split
Wash your armpits
Weave stiff (Fact)
Lace peelin' (Woah)
You ho's forever jacking
R-E to the capital B-ound
Go where you f*cking belong and that's the dog pound (Woof bitch)
Never gotta be depressed over a nigga
Cause I got a new one and he claim he want some of this Snickers (That caramel)

I came from a long way home
Fighting whatever comes my way
Just moving on my road
What are you gonna do if you get consumed?
Fight your way and go out with a bang
Makin' history
You just gotta do what you gotta do and whatever comes to you

Yeah, it's official
I cleared out some issues
You was toxic for me baby
You was not near beneficial
Had some issues; leaving out late at night
Sneaking around, doin' stuff without making a sound
I already knew it's time to go soon
He already knew ain't enough room for you
In my heart from the start, yeah you played your part
Took a sip, then you dipped, I ain't even stressing over it
Yeah, I bounced back, I had a rebound
I'm in my bag now, yeah I'm where I belong
Wherever you at, hope you see what's goin' on
I'm doing better than ever without no help from you
Yeah I heard some 'bout your new bitch
I ain't gon' say much just know that they be getting too lit
Not messy, no drama
Everybody know it
In the past, I was sad, for eternity now I'm glad

I came from a long way home
Fighting whatever comes my way
Just moving on my road
(I came from a long way home)
Go out with a bang
Makin' history
You just gotta do what you gotta do and whatever comes to you