BAMbino Lyrics

Blood shed baby I was born to a war

A heavy burden I'm bearing projected through the memoirs

Momma poured fountains out of empty reservoirs, so we never went hungry, hustle Instilled in my pedigree to the core

Hopped in the fight when I was just a bambino, leap of faith that lit my life like casino

Packing ammo, sending shots through the door

Murderous flows make you jaded rappers drop to the floor, can't leave no room to Breathe you know how it go

Pops went under and it all took a dive, who would've thought that I could ever survive

Look to my eyes, like a furnace burning deep from within

I'm all in, put my cards out on the table for certain I came to win

Need some socks with some sandals the way I'm grilling

Mark my word it's Sunday the seventh and Imma thrill em

Blood shed baby I was born to a war

A heavy burden I carry projected through the memoirs

God sent, maybe I done been here before

Full of wisdom and I'm building rapport, it's time to even the score, believe that

I'm a living witness for sure

Put your faith in God and watch Him open the door

Foot on the gas, and I don't plan on slowing down, put my heart into this game and now It's finally paying out

Used to be afraid to put my thoughts through the wire and spill this fire

As of late feel I could go on for hours about the power that I'm feeling within

My growth done cost me some friends

But I can't ever stop because a sucker's plotting on me

Think I'm addicted to having visions and advocating for change, preaching purpose Teaching how to switch lanes

This go out to all the ones who never had it, falling victim to habits

It ain't over pick yourself up you're somebody who matters

Blood shed baby I was born to a war

A heavy burden I'm bearing projected through the memoirs

Momma poured fountains out of empty reservoirs, so we never went hungry, hustle Instilled in my pedigree to the core

Hopped in the fight when I was just a bambino, leap of faith that lit my life like casino

Packing ammo, sending shots through the door

Murderous flows make you jaded rappers drop to the floor, can't leave no room to Breathe you know how it go