Momma Told Me
My momma told me
Watch your back these niggas phony
Everybody ain't yo homie
My momma told me
Keep that strap
Don't do no lacking
Don't talk bout shit just make it happen
My momma told me i swear she told me
My momma told me she told me
My momma told me i swear she told me
My momma told me she told me
Hard head make a soft ass what my momma told me
But I had kingpin visions mixed wit dope boy ambitions
Bout to write a rule book on how to do good business
Learned the game from my uncles they say I act like my father
Woo always road running always testing the water
Say the sky is the limit well damn I'm trying to go further
I got five of them purple got bout five of them dentured
Got this gold in my dentures If I front ya i need interest
If I front ya I need extra dog the streets say they love me
My dog say the street need me but my momma told me
Find a way out before they kill me find a way out before they kill me gotdamn.
My momma told me
Watch your back these niggas phony
Everybody ain't yo homie
My momma told me
Keep that strap
Don't do no lacking
Don't talk bout shit just make it happen
My momma told me i swear she told me
My momma told me she told me
My momma told me i swear she told me
My momma told me she told me
My phone ringing these streets calling you know im picking up
Just had a son that was back in august I gotta run it up
Momma say get out the streets say ma I gotta eat
And the money from the streets keep me up and on my feet
She told me watch who you deal wit damn thats some real shit
If you really in the streets then you gotta feel this
Servin them hot niggas a get you jammed real quick
better have lawyer money if not you be real sick
I seen niggas change up and start dropping names up
Betrayal is real I swear it come with this game blood
So I keep that flame tucked and switched my lane up
Momma told me keep it solo so I don't talk to strangers
My momma told me
Watch your back these niggas phony
Everybody ain't yo homie
My momma told me
Keep that strap
Don't do no lacking
Don't talk bout shit just make it happen
My momma told me i swear she told me
My momma told me she told me
My momma told me i swear she told me
My momma told me she told me
Watch your back these niggas phony
Everybody ain't yo homie
My momma told me
Keep that strap
Don't do no lacking
Don't talk bout shit just make it happen
My momma told me i swear she told me
My momma told me she told me
My momma told me i swear she told me
My momma told me she told me
Hard head make a soft ass what my momma told me
But I had kingpin visions mixed wit dope boy ambitions
Bout to write a rule book on how to do good business
Learned the game from my uncles they say I act like my father
Woo always road running always testing the water
Say the sky is the limit well damn I'm trying to go further
I got five of them purple got bout five of them dentured
Got this gold in my dentures If I front ya i need interest
If I front ya I need extra dog the streets say they love me
My dog say the street need me but my momma told me
Find a way out before they kill me find a way out before they kill me gotdamn.
My momma told me
Watch your back these niggas phony
Everybody ain't yo homie
My momma told me
Keep that strap
Don't do no lacking
Don't talk bout shit just make it happen
My momma told me i swear she told me
My momma told me she told me
My momma told me i swear she told me
My momma told me she told me
My phone ringing these streets calling you know im picking up
Just had a son that was back in august I gotta run it up
Momma say get out the streets say ma I gotta eat
And the money from the streets keep me up and on my feet
She told me watch who you deal wit damn thats some real shit
If you really in the streets then you gotta feel this
Servin them hot niggas a get you jammed real quick
better have lawyer money if not you be real sick
I seen niggas change up and start dropping names up
Betrayal is real I swear it come with this game blood
So I keep that flame tucked and switched my lane up
Momma told me keep it solo so I don't talk to strangers
My momma told me
Watch your back these niggas phony
Everybody ain't yo homie
My momma told me
Keep that strap
Don't do no lacking
Don't talk bout shit just make it happen
My momma told me i swear she told me
My momma told me she told me
My momma told me i swear she told me
My momma told me she told me
Credits
Writer(s): James Wilson Beale
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