Momma I Made It (feat. Dame D.O.L.L.A)

I do what the bosses do and move how the bosses move
Aye Aye
Never had any doubts my momma told me it's possible
Aye Aye
You can weather the storm just keep avoiding the obstacles
Aye Aye
Said momma I made
Momma I made it, your son gon famous

No lie, loyalty's what I go by
Stack and flipping it til I get up to multi
Visions clear just like I'm seeing with 4 eyes
And stay sharp like cummerbunds and a bow tie
You know my family gotta be close by
Been with Marv since 3 maybe 4-5
Started hooping and rode the wave like a boat ride
Small city my nigga made it to show time
It's go time
Feeling like I'm a vet
Debut album I'm coming for my respect
Fire burning I feel all in my chest
Gave it my all don't think I got nothing left
Perseverance that's why I feel like I'm blessed
Don't call me cocky nigga I just wanna flex
Aye Aye
Album bumpin like a dope fiend
So Tatted boys I put on for my whole team

I do what the bosses do and move how the bosses move
Aye Aye
Never had any doubts my momma told me it's possible
Aye Aye
You can weather the storm just keep avoiding the obstacles
Aye Aye
Said momma I made
Momma I made it, your son gon famous

They ain't expect me to level up like I did
Momma in a mansion, 20 acres round the crib
I ain't have to say I made it, I just changed up how we live
Only foreign whips, 10-deep foreign trips huh
Never doubted the hustle or possibility
I been surrounded by muscle, a proper centerpiece
The more I level up the more I'm valuing my energy
Tired of this industry with higher-ups from infamy
Niggas hate how we living, but momma love it
All the times I felt I was losing then rise above it
I was tryna get for the family when y'all was clubbing
Made if for my momma, my aunties, uncles, and cousins

I do what the bosses do and move how the bosses move
Aye Aye
Never had any doubts my momma told me it's possible
Aye Aye
You can weather the storm just keep avoiding the obstacles
Aye Aye
Said momma I made
Momma I made it, your son gon famous

Monster feeling like I'm a beast
Momma raised me she instilled the belief
I Been grinding 7 days out the week
A couple hours designated for sleep
Never fold, surrendering, or retreat
Not cuz I'm proud cuz my family gotta eat

Said momma I made
Momma I made it, your son gon famous



Credits
Writer(s): Phillip Houston
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