Oops Moms

First things first
Who don't know?
Missed the man
Mischief managed
Map won't show
Fall back
Straight beat all kids
Double XXL
Beyond them
Now hold up
Same game, ain't a thing
Gotta maintain
Same lane, same mind frame
Mane the game change
Man came, blew Cobain
Smooth as Coltrane
Sax, stacks
Axed the back
Ask the facts
My patience penny pinching
Pro prophecy
See that many men wishing death
Never live as me
Block shook
Bust off foot
Ramadan
Fast, tummy aching
Eating whenever momma home
Drop class
Drop that bass inside my momma home
Off that rocker
Tilted until my honor on
Bring the dawn
Shifty slipping sentiments
Get it in
Everybody talking
Talking ain't never made me ends
(Not a dollar, not a cent)

Yeah I hear em, they ain't hearing me
So I get it and go
Ain't nothing here in front of me
So I get up and go

Dreads looking vibrant
Never pumping tho
Hunnid on my wrist?
Nah hunnid on the honor roll
Come on mo
Hold the door
Elevated, rolling dope
Came thru, fucked shit up
Ain't know how to cope
Yeah they hating
You know they love to hate
Never pay attention
Attention paying to motivate
Disturbing homes, communities
Bounded leaping up over gates
Get low, shots ring out
Something is bound to break
I've been every
I've been
I've been every
I've been everybody
Who they thinking
Who they
Who they thinking finna stop my body
S!RiUS BLACK
Serious facts
Let me take my A and get it
Then they serious splat
Get in the jet
Yeah, they've been aiming at back
But only cause I'm so in front of them
So holla me back
Said me holla me back
Said they holla me back



Credits
Writer(s): Tyréc Robinson
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