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Momma Said
Momma Said
Word to roy jones can't be touched
Bet my last money on myself wish me luck
I only rep myself shit is legendary
Hate rap niggas lay you out than i leave u burried
And all that slick talk aint want none of that
You sell your soul for some views Now you can't get it back
Kissing my teeth to all the doubters That is temporary
Talkin then u fliped sides
When you heard my songs was bangin
And yeah im bout to drop in a second
This year is mine
Now get yo weak music out my present
I'm never wearing gucci
I'm a mud nigga
Shoutout to sean jean karl kani
And them other niggas
Black owned black everything
I'm not a racist man
Only colour i perfer is green
Talkin hot girl summer
Girl im never gonna touch you
Leave that to the bums that chase pussy
Here's a tissue nigga
Never smoking angel dust
Always wearing chucks
I'm a old school cat
You can't compere to us
All that mumble talk
I don't understand it
Butchin mumbles like benny
Never get the credit
God was preachin
Gave us blueprint after blueprint
Yall still in the club throwin bootles Like you poppin
Fuck it let them clown niggas
Go the wrong direction
God made me real
And that's my biggest flexin
I don't even know if ima get it
Momma said keep workin hard
You gon get it yeah yeah
I don't even know if ima get it
Momma said keep workin hard
You gon get it yeah yeah
We never giving up
Momma said keep workin hard
You gon get it yeah yeah
We never giving up
Momma said keep workin hard
You gon get it yeah yeah
Twelve o clock hella dark
Still in the basement
Brody told me stay humble
Or you'll never make it
Portrait a new picture like im basquiat
Imagine all my niggas make it to the top
No rollie on no richard millie
Black hoodie spillin out my pain till its gritty
Throwback thursday you're not relevant
Working just so i can be excellent
And ima keep on pushin though
Like a pregnat wife screamin
Till she's filled with joy
Dusty hallway but it's tunnel vision Remove the ones that slackin
There's no time for bitchin
When everything's against me
And im out of breath
Promise myself all in
Till it's nothing left
This is for the chasers
Keep on workin hard
On my moma we gon make it
I don't even know if ima get it
Momma said keep workin hard
You gon get it yeah yeah
I don't even know if ima get it
Momma said keep workin hard
You gon get it yeah yeah
We never giving up
Momma said keep workin hard
You gon get it yeah yeah
We never giving up
Momma said keep workin hard
You gon get it yeah yeah
Bet my last money on myself wish me luck
I only rep myself shit is legendary
Hate rap niggas lay you out than i leave u burried
And all that slick talk aint want none of that
You sell your soul for some views Now you can't get it back
Kissing my teeth to all the doubters That is temporary
Talkin then u fliped sides
When you heard my songs was bangin
And yeah im bout to drop in a second
This year is mine
Now get yo weak music out my present
I'm never wearing gucci
I'm a mud nigga
Shoutout to sean jean karl kani
And them other niggas
Black owned black everything
I'm not a racist man
Only colour i perfer is green
Talkin hot girl summer
Girl im never gonna touch you
Leave that to the bums that chase pussy
Here's a tissue nigga
Never smoking angel dust
Always wearing chucks
I'm a old school cat
You can't compere to us
All that mumble talk
I don't understand it
Butchin mumbles like benny
Never get the credit
God was preachin
Gave us blueprint after blueprint
Yall still in the club throwin bootles Like you poppin
Fuck it let them clown niggas
Go the wrong direction
God made me real
And that's my biggest flexin
I don't even know if ima get it
Momma said keep workin hard
You gon get it yeah yeah
I don't even know if ima get it
Momma said keep workin hard
You gon get it yeah yeah
We never giving up
Momma said keep workin hard
You gon get it yeah yeah
We never giving up
Momma said keep workin hard
You gon get it yeah yeah
Twelve o clock hella dark
Still in the basement
Brody told me stay humble
Or you'll never make it
Portrait a new picture like im basquiat
Imagine all my niggas make it to the top
No rollie on no richard millie
Black hoodie spillin out my pain till its gritty
Throwback thursday you're not relevant
Working just so i can be excellent
And ima keep on pushin though
Like a pregnat wife screamin
Till she's filled with joy
Dusty hallway but it's tunnel vision Remove the ones that slackin
There's no time for bitchin
When everything's against me
And im out of breath
Promise myself all in
Till it's nothing left
This is for the chasers
Keep on workin hard
On my moma we gon make it
I don't even know if ima get it
Momma said keep workin hard
You gon get it yeah yeah
I don't even know if ima get it
Momma said keep workin hard
You gon get it yeah yeah
We never giving up
Momma said keep workin hard
You gon get it yeah yeah
We never giving up
Momma said keep workin hard
You gon get it yeah yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Christoffer Dizongo Katenda
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