Bamma

We talking that, that revolving door
Here's a little story
Everybody been through it one day or another

Bamma, fresh out the slammer unlock the gates breathe air
Holla at the homies, get some pussy, cop something new to wear
So much time done flew past, they done planted some new grass
The whole block hiring he telling hustlers to hold fast
Apply his old ways of living to the new trends in life
Got to get caught back up, get use to these bright ass lights
Get in one or two fights to let the hood know he's back
Bamma never been a sucker, y'all know that
But see Bamma ain't the same Bamma, at least for now
Still can't get over how much the police riding around
But he got to do something besides watch hustlers count their paper
Got getting twisted down packed, tired of asking people for favors
Bamma starting to get mad but you blame him
Animalistic aggression, only the dollars can tame him
I be trying to look out for the Bamma, man, but he won't listen
He just got to do him

And all I can say is welcome back
It's good to see you Jack
Hang with me and you ain't got to go back
It's a different world from where you once hung
Now-a-days some niggas live on the run
And all can is say is welcome back
It's good to see you Jack
Hang with me and you ain't got to go back
It's a different world from where you once hung
Now-a-days everybody got a gun

I'm starting to get worried about the Bamma back in stride to fast
One of them same faces they see when them boys riding past
Parolee, oh he got a sweet P.O.
She ain't going to trip so he sees no to need to go
That Bamma's out of control, but now he owe hustlers doe
But every night he buying bitches bags and bottles of Moe
Hold, how you going to do that and you in niggas stacks
You got to pay advances back, Bamma like fuck that
Permanent scars on his arms coming from blocking the blade
Stories of niggas trying to get him in his jailhouse days
Bamma got some wild ways just can't tell him nothing
Type of dude that'll slit your throat to see you there suffering
Whole hood say he faking, bill collectors impatient
Can't repeat what said but Bamma watch his head
Cuz got the feds watching him, hood hating him, he going to get his head hit

And all I can say is welcome back
It's good to see you jack
Hang with me and you ain't got to go back
It's a different world from where you once hung
Now-a-days some niggas live on the run
And all can is say is welcome back
It's good to see you Jack
Hang with me and you ain't got to go back
It's a different world from where you once hung
Now-a-days everybody got a gun

Two months in the fame Bamma still running game
Do not front this nigga nothing attached to his name
Oh yeah the streets be watching you see them niggas he owe
Done came to the conclusion that this Bamma got to go
These ain't the type of dudes that's known for being no killers
They just pick up the phone and get to snitching on niggas
Hello, it's this Bamma right out back
Be out there every day all day, look like he selling yack
Bamma has no clue that the boys in blue
Know his whole operation is ran out of his left boot
Ooh, and here they come
Bamma one of them dudes who think only suckers run
He should've broke on this one, I know the Bamma wish he did
Cops rolled right up on him, cuffed him, charged the Bamma with PWID
The dudes that caused the whole bid came out as he was leaving
Told the Bamma look on the bright side, now at least we're even

And all I can say is welcome back
It's good to see you jack
Hang with me and you ain't got to go back
It's a different world from where you once hung
Now-a-days some niggas live on the run
And all can is say is welcome back
It's good to see you Jack
Hang with me and you ain't got to go back
It's a different world from where you once hung
Now-a-days everybody got a gun

I'm not trying to go back, I like it outside dog
I mean, y'all dudes out here playing with y'all freedom, keep on
Roll with some real niggas man
It'll change your whole life



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Writer(s): David Johnson
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