Free Bam lyrics

[Intro: Excerpt from "Snowfall", Rx Papi]
n*gga, you think I'm dumb enough to give your ass a loaded gun after the sh*t you just pulled?
I'm the smart one, remember?
On God
You just had to do sh*t your way
What you think, I'm about to beg for my life?
'Cause I won't
All right, nіgga

[Verse]
You got me f*cked up
I was broke, down on my ass, ready to f*ck up
He let that liquor get to his head, got him f*cked up
That Drac''ll put a b*tch on they back, can't get the f*ck up
Car fast as sh*t, drive this b*tch like it ain't got no brakes
I jump out that car broad day, Drac' take your whole face
We cleared his whole block, n*gga, turned this b*tch to a cold case
It's a ghost town when we slidin', we'll leave this b*tch, ain't got no trace
That chop hit you, I'm tellin' your ass, b*tch, you won't make it
My youngins shooting wild through the crowd, hit a bunch of known faces
My BD partner out in the 'Raq like to put sh*t on David
I'm with the Faceshot Gang, we jump out and put sh*t on the pavement
"You n*ggas ruthless", yeah, aight, b*tch, that's a understatement
My thumbs hurt, b*tch, I just counted ten-hundred hundred faces
Took a pill before I went to sleep, 'cause I seen hundred faces
I be tryna tell myself "Chill", my mind be going places
Brodie whacked a n*gga, then asked for another outfit
The n*gga rolled one to the face, like that ain't 'bout sh*t
If you don't wan' come outside I get your house hit
Ion wan' talk, I put a Drac' where your mouth is
Thirty-thousand cash on a cuban, this sh*t a whirlpool
Auntie want a 50 of boy, but it's only girl here
Broke ass n*gga need a job, won't get employed here
I listen everything 'bout that money, I got the Floyd ear
Brodie took a bad batch, went off, and started robbin' n*ggas
He started killing random n*ggas, wants to kill who had problems with him
Put that flame on you, you'll think that chopper got lava in it
He look like a cool dude, just play it smooth and he'll mind his business
I love that n*gga to death, but people think he don't got no kind of feelings
A couple n*ggas got hit, but brodie wasn't even tryna kill 'em
My Glock on my lap, in my hand when I'm ridin' with 'em
I know how sh*t can get, but this my dawg, so I'm sliding with him
I'ma always play this sh*t raw, n*gga, that's just what it is
Them crackers can give me $5,000,000, can't change the way I live
My name is my name, play with it, I put it on your kid
Why you were at the mall with that n*gga? Think 'bout the sh*t you did
The boss of this sh*t, n*gga, who the f*ck I trust? Me
b*tch I'm a legend in my hood, they love me like I'm Chuck D
I stood on curbs with the clucks
Unc' hustled fifty bucks
Keep a slab by my nuts
I'm standing at the bus stop, but I ain't waiting on the bus
Cuz pass me my cup
I dump the ash from my Dutch
I'm stuffing bags in the trunk
A 50 slab get you bunked
On god