Momma's Boy Freestyle
I mean this the first time I done hit the booth since the album dropped
I ain't gone lie, feels good
I ain't even wanna tell my mom I'm rappin'
Cause I still don't cuss in front her out respect not just a habit
But I knew I wasn't average
And I need her in my corner
Both some loners - social distancing, this way before corona
Seen my passion gettin' stronger
I won't be unknown much longer
Dropped a tape and I went crazy
Not no filler just twelve songs of
The places I been livin' and this
Life out Mississippi, ain't no thug
I went to college but I'm onnat if you trippin'
Not like them you hear the difference
I don't need no tune on this one
Want respect you gotta take it
That's a myth that it get given
Let my soul just get to spilling
Momma's Boy you raised a real one
I'm much more than just an artist
Entrepreneur I want a million
Gotta get it for my siblings
Told them ain't no upper limit
Start right there and level up
In due time you'll own the building
Talkin knowledge over feelings
But you still can't just dismiss them
Recognize the situation
Then u make the right decision
Real real ones gone feel this
Ya day ones is who u build with
Sometimes you gone move alone
As long as you see the vision
Have a plan don't get caught slipping
Like when mom headed home
And you forgot to take out the chicken
Shit
Hey Ma I'm finna take it out now
My bad, I'm sorry
I ain't gone lie, feels good
I ain't even wanna tell my mom I'm rappin'
Cause I still don't cuss in front her out respect not just a habit
But I knew I wasn't average
And I need her in my corner
Both some loners - social distancing, this way before corona
Seen my passion gettin' stronger
I won't be unknown much longer
Dropped a tape and I went crazy
Not no filler just twelve songs of
The places I been livin' and this
Life out Mississippi, ain't no thug
I went to college but I'm onnat if you trippin'
Not like them you hear the difference
I don't need no tune on this one
Want respect you gotta take it
That's a myth that it get given
Let my soul just get to spilling
Momma's Boy you raised a real one
I'm much more than just an artist
Entrepreneur I want a million
Gotta get it for my siblings
Told them ain't no upper limit
Start right there and level up
In due time you'll own the building
Talkin knowledge over feelings
But you still can't just dismiss them
Recognize the situation
Then u make the right decision
Real real ones gone feel this
Ya day ones is who u build with
Sometimes you gone move alone
As long as you see the vision
Have a plan don't get caught slipping
Like when mom headed home
And you forgot to take out the chicken
Shit
Hey Ma I'm finna take it out now
My bad, I'm sorry
Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Varnado
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