Boomerang

[Intro] My nigga got parole from the pen Told me if a nigga test he will do it again Baby momma shitted on him, started fucking with his friends Took his son out the D, he won't see him again Let's go [Verse 1] Mom made me smoke swisher with the incense Sip a little bit, just to get a little bent This nigga that he used to front work to Came up and act like he ain't even know my dude He feeling better, wanna smoke dude Told my nigga "chill and just do what you supposed to" Get a job like you 'posed to Running round wild talking like he ain't 'posed to Said he'd rather be in jail Most these niggas pussies can't survive in the cell Biggest downfall, he had a big mouth Cos niggas hit him up in front of his mom's house And that's real life drama Now I feel bad when I look at his momma Wish I could take it all back But I wonder what he did to make it end like that [Hook] x2 Like a boomerang What you do come back, what you do come back What you do come back, what you do come back What you do come back, what you do come back [Verse 2] Hot summer day in the motor city Posted in the hood, all of my niggas with me Chevy trunk bang so much bass, no lyrics Celebrate the day my man got turned to a spirit Gan in the air, Henny in the kidney Barbecue going, kid's throwing frisbees Rim in the street, dice game going Bitches with the short shorts, ass cheeks showing Balloons in the air, rocking R.I.P. shirts Baby mom got a tat to prove what he was worth Sun shining feeling like a holiday Til niggas pulled up let the whole damn block spray And that's the end of every function Due to all the stress, and the alcohol consumption What goes around, comes around In a system that's designed to keep a black man down [Hook]