hola madré
Girls
I only sing about girls
But not because I'm insecure
But they brought me into this world
Hey ma, I'm singin' bout you
One day we gonna be heard
Don't think I'm never thinking
Cuz I'm disregarding your hurt
I put everything in this verse
'Cept them pesos into yo purse
When we couldn't pay for that rent
I got up and went to that curb
Think I'm out here playing with friends
When I'm really doing that dirt
Every day that you was at work
Since abuela gave me them percs
Said gōrdito need to get up
Go outside and find you a job
So I went and found me a plug
Ever since been selling them drugs
Ever since did nothing but jug
Got detached, hid all of that love
Guess it's fine, I'm doing just fine
I give the people what they want
Ain't that right, ma
Asanté, how many times have I told you
When I call your phone to answer your phone
I'm so tired of you doing what you wanna do when you wanna do it
You did not brush those dishes before you left out the house
And you know what? You punished when you get home
Call me back
Fuck the clout
Fuck whatever they talking 'bout
'Cause wasn't there when we lost the house
And they wasn't there when city sheriff
And the landlord came to kick us out
No handouts, they want the shine
But they scared to grind
Na, it's our time and we on
Took two years to finish this song
Moms was right but life was all wrong
Had no pops that a nigga could call
Every gram that I done sold
Just led right up to this moment
Said it's mine so I'm gon own it
Now I'm right where I belong
Don't call now, just hear this song
BLKBOYTAY is all they know
Hey mama, hey ma
I'm so close to being rich and famous
Hey mama, hey ma
No amount of money ever changed us
All I really wanna do is give you everything you want
Y solo familia, it's only about us
All a nigga tryna do is take my niggas to the top
We can't go nowhere else but up
Nowhere else but up
Alright
It's like 9:12, we on Wildwood near Flowerton
Then we bop up and post up on Augusta Ave
It's just me, Liq and it's Nunu and we with Shaniqua
And she don't talk to me, I don't talk to her or her friends neither
I'm like yo, wait. Nigga, pay attention
498s with the golds that glisten
See nigga riding up on a bike with the pistol
Tell my niggas catch wheels or we bound to go missing
Momma gave birth to a damn statistic
Ten toes down, 6 feet deep,
Never really mattered. Gōrdito on a mission
Hey, Asanté. It's your mother
Just calling to say hey
You didn't answer the phone as usual
But I wanted to tell you that I love you
Um, been listening to your music on, um, iMusic
(Hey, ma, ain't no more stressin' it's okay, ma)
And I'm really proud of you
You're finally growing up doing some things on your own
(I said I'll handle all the pain, ma)
I miss you though
Now that you got your own place
You act like you don't know me anymore
(I'll pay those bills, you'll get your way, ma)
Anyway, keep up the good work. Call me back later.
(You'll get your way ma)
Love you
Hey mama, hey ma
I'm so close to being rich and famous
Hey mama, hey ma
No amount of money ever changed us
All I really wanna do is give you everything you want
Y solo familia, it's only about us
All a nigga tryna do is take my niggas to the top
We can't go nowhere else but up
Nowhere else but up
Alright
I only sing about girls
But not because I'm insecure
But they brought me into this world
Hey ma, I'm singin' bout you
One day we gonna be heard
Don't think I'm never thinking
Cuz I'm disregarding your hurt
I put everything in this verse
'Cept them pesos into yo purse
When we couldn't pay for that rent
I got up and went to that curb
Think I'm out here playing with friends
When I'm really doing that dirt
Every day that you was at work
Since abuela gave me them percs
Said gōrdito need to get up
Go outside and find you a job
So I went and found me a plug
Ever since been selling them drugs
Ever since did nothing but jug
Got detached, hid all of that love
Guess it's fine, I'm doing just fine
I give the people what they want
Ain't that right, ma
Asanté, how many times have I told you
When I call your phone to answer your phone
I'm so tired of you doing what you wanna do when you wanna do it
You did not brush those dishes before you left out the house
And you know what? You punished when you get home
Call me back
Fuck the clout
Fuck whatever they talking 'bout
'Cause wasn't there when we lost the house
And they wasn't there when city sheriff
And the landlord came to kick us out
No handouts, they want the shine
But they scared to grind
Na, it's our time and we on
Took two years to finish this song
Moms was right but life was all wrong
Had no pops that a nigga could call
Every gram that I done sold
Just led right up to this moment
Said it's mine so I'm gon own it
Now I'm right where I belong
Don't call now, just hear this song
BLKBOYTAY is all they know
Hey mama, hey ma
I'm so close to being rich and famous
Hey mama, hey ma
No amount of money ever changed us
All I really wanna do is give you everything you want
Y solo familia, it's only about us
All a nigga tryna do is take my niggas to the top
We can't go nowhere else but up
Nowhere else but up
Alright
It's like 9:12, we on Wildwood near Flowerton
Then we bop up and post up on Augusta Ave
It's just me, Liq and it's Nunu and we with Shaniqua
And she don't talk to me, I don't talk to her or her friends neither
I'm like yo, wait. Nigga, pay attention
498s with the golds that glisten
See nigga riding up on a bike with the pistol
Tell my niggas catch wheels or we bound to go missing
Momma gave birth to a damn statistic
Ten toes down, 6 feet deep,
Never really mattered. Gōrdito on a mission
Hey, Asanté. It's your mother
Just calling to say hey
You didn't answer the phone as usual
But I wanted to tell you that I love you
Um, been listening to your music on, um, iMusic
(Hey, ma, ain't no more stressin' it's okay, ma)
And I'm really proud of you
You're finally growing up doing some things on your own
(I said I'll handle all the pain, ma)
I miss you though
Now that you got your own place
You act like you don't know me anymore
(I'll pay those bills, you'll get your way, ma)
Anyway, keep up the good work. Call me back later.
(You'll get your way ma)
Love you
Hey mama, hey ma
I'm so close to being rich and famous
Hey mama, hey ma
No amount of money ever changed us
All I really wanna do is give you everything you want
Y solo familia, it's only about us
All a nigga tryna do is take my niggas to the top
We can't go nowhere else but up
Nowhere else but up
Alright
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Writer(s): Asante Moore
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