Momma
Violet Records, yeah
Pass me that grabba, gang
Aye, alright now
I'm the man momma they know who I am momma
I'm still your little boy but to them I'm the man momma
I'm hustling serving grams, doin it for the bands
Stuffing them in my pants, I'm thankful I got a chance
Money don't grow on trees, but money can grow on plants
And getting money my plan, gettin money my plan
Aye, my mind like a needle I gotta stay sharp
I struggled all my life it's only right that I should play hard
Convicted, yeah, for the same charge my brother in the pen
To see some friends I visit graveyards
This pain hard, but I'm charging it to my pain my card
Yeah, I'm charging it to my pain card
I sing about it, its better when I don't think about it
Boog pour me a shot cause I'm finna drink about it
The path to success is a long road
Aye, and I can feel it in my soul
I had one too many shots, gotta find it or lose control
I've been thinking to myself, best thoughts when I get alone
Aye best thoughts when I'm on my own
Ain't fuckin with no patron, couple 100 on something strong
I'ma drink it til it's gone couple shots then I'm in my zone
Me and money get along get a bag, fuck gettin on
I'm the man momma they know who I am momma
I'm still your little boy but to them I'm the man momma
I'm hustling serving grams, doin it for the bands
Stuffing them in my pants, I'm thankful I got a chance
Money don't grow on trees, but money can grow on plants
And getting money my plan, getting money my plan
Pass me that grabba, gang
Aye, alright now
I'm the man momma they know who I am momma
I'm still your little boy but to them I'm the man momma
I'm hustling serving grams, doin it for the bands
Stuffing them in my pants, I'm thankful I got a chance
Money don't grow on trees, but money can grow on plants
And getting money my plan, gettin money my plan
Aye, my mind like a needle I gotta stay sharp
I struggled all my life it's only right that I should play hard
Convicted, yeah, for the same charge my brother in the pen
To see some friends I visit graveyards
This pain hard, but I'm charging it to my pain my card
Yeah, I'm charging it to my pain card
I sing about it, its better when I don't think about it
Boog pour me a shot cause I'm finna drink about it
The path to success is a long road
Aye, and I can feel it in my soul
I had one too many shots, gotta find it or lose control
I've been thinking to myself, best thoughts when I get alone
Aye best thoughts when I'm on my own
Ain't fuckin with no patron, couple 100 on something strong
I'ma drink it til it's gone couple shots then I'm in my zone
Me and money get along get a bag, fuck gettin on
I'm the man momma they know who I am momma
I'm still your little boy but to them I'm the man momma
I'm hustling serving grams, doin it for the bands
Stuffing them in my pants, I'm thankful I got a chance
Money don't grow on trees, but money can grow on plants
And getting money my plan, getting money my plan
Credits
Writer(s): Jason Ash
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