Momma
Aye, Let's Go
My Momma told me I got to be solid, because people in your circle will turn into liquid
My Momma told me I was wrapped like a present before I came into this world I knew I was gifted
My Momma told me to stay away from drugs
Let them demons close, you'll end up addicted
Momma told me to focus on me, my friends like the Earth they keep on shifting
Damn my son, why you don't listen
Keep chasing the funds you'll end up missing
Start showing that action it's rude to be spitting
Can't lead with your voice, keeps people at a distance
Make sure you stay strong when you going through trials
Watch the company you keep, that's the key to survival
Focus on you don't worship no idols
Take care of your family, don't worry about rivals
Make sure you stay happy, not suicidal
Always been a king your permanent title
Got to stay on that path and break that cycle
You know God to well better keep your Bible
Devil throwing shots but you got a rifle
You need anything just give me a dial
Admit your wrongs and never be prideful
Stay low-key you ain't got to go viral
You ain't got to have designer to keep on shining
Just keep on working and never stop grinding
Don't listen to people only God is defining
You can look in their eyes and tell that they're lying
I promise Momma, I ain't never gonna stop, they going to be shocked because my lyrics like electric
God gave me a gift, this ain't all genetic
When I get in my head this shit can get hectic
Got to learn how to stay to myself and stay on that narrow, I cannot be wreck-less
They keep doubting but they keep watching, my words hit they lungs I'm leaving them breathless
They don't care if you dying or live in a box, they won't give you no hand you'll always be helpless
So I stayed up late getting deep in my thoughts solved the problem like math and I came with a method
Yeah I don't understand Mom, and it's crazy
I know I been a UnderDog but it's like
You know
I been getting hate from both sides it's like my own people don't like me, then you got the other side that don't like me either
It's crazy, it's like Who can I trust
Momma told me keep your eye on the swivel
Momma told me stay straight don't scribble
Momma told me to air up that ball because when life gets hard you still got to dribble
Momma told me they don't want me to go far but I aim for the stars took off like a missile
They don't want to hear the truth my voice too hot, just like a grill, sizzle
But who can I trust
Just like a vacuum cleaner they left me in the dust
I can only love not lust
We got to unite, I'm tired of fussing
Save the cash by the dozen
I stay to myself I can't even trust my own cousin
I made my own way, I ain't got no time to be huffing and puffing
Aye, I'm only trusting my Momma
Ducking blue lights stay away from the drama
I'm a keep stacking the commas
I got to be different I cannot be common
I'm a make sure I keep my promise
R.I.P. Kobe but I don't hang with no Mambas
These niggas so fake, they making me vomit
Taking off like Sonic
(Taking off like Sonic)
(Play w my Momma, I blow your house like Osama!)
(I come super deep just like Obama)
My Momma told me I got to be solid, because people in your circle will turn into liquid
My Momma told me I was wrapped like a present before I came into this world I knew I was gifted
My Momma told me to stay away from drugs
Let them demons close, you'll end up addicted
Momma told me to focus on me, my friends like the Earth they keep on shifting
Damn my son, why you don't listen
Keep chasing the funds you'll end up missing
Start showing that action it's rude to be spitting
Can't lead with your voice, keeps people at a distance
Make sure you stay strong when you going through trials
Watch the company you keep, that's the key to survival
Focus on you don't worship no idols
Take care of your family, don't worry about rivals
Make sure you stay happy, not suicidal
Always been a king your permanent title
Got to stay on that path and break that cycle
You know God to well better keep your Bible
Devil throwing shots but you got a rifle
You need anything just give me a dial
Admit your wrongs and never be prideful
Stay low-key you ain't got to go viral
You ain't got to have designer to keep on shining
Just keep on working and never stop grinding
Don't listen to people only God is defining
You can look in their eyes and tell that they're lying
I promise Momma, I ain't never gonna stop, they going to be shocked because my lyrics like electric
God gave me a gift, this ain't all genetic
When I get in my head this shit can get hectic
Got to learn how to stay to myself and stay on that narrow, I cannot be wreck-less
They keep doubting but they keep watching, my words hit they lungs I'm leaving them breathless
They don't care if you dying or live in a box, they won't give you no hand you'll always be helpless
So I stayed up late getting deep in my thoughts solved the problem like math and I came with a method
Yeah I don't understand Mom, and it's crazy
I know I been a UnderDog but it's like
You know
I been getting hate from both sides it's like my own people don't like me, then you got the other side that don't like me either
It's crazy, it's like Who can I trust
Momma told me keep your eye on the swivel
Momma told me stay straight don't scribble
Momma told me to air up that ball because when life gets hard you still got to dribble
Momma told me they don't want me to go far but I aim for the stars took off like a missile
They don't want to hear the truth my voice too hot, just like a grill, sizzle
But who can I trust
Just like a vacuum cleaner they left me in the dust
I can only love not lust
We got to unite, I'm tired of fussing
Save the cash by the dozen
I stay to myself I can't even trust my own cousin
I made my own way, I ain't got no time to be huffing and puffing
Aye, I'm only trusting my Momma
Ducking blue lights stay away from the drama
I'm a keep stacking the commas
I got to be different I cannot be common
I'm a make sure I keep my promise
R.I.P. Kobe but I don't hang with no Mambas
These niggas so fake, they making me vomit
Taking off like Sonic
(Taking off like Sonic)
(Play w my Momma, I blow your house like Osama!)
(I come super deep just like Obama)
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Moses
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