Tell Mama

I tell my momma I'm sorry
Wish I could tell my granny I miss her
Call my Patna on the phone like you better Be dressed I'm on my way to come get ya

I tell my momma I'm sorry
Wish I could tell my granny I miss her
Call my Patna on the phone like you better Be dressed I'm on my way to come get ya

Walk in five minutes late will get a nigga fired
Heard they hiring up the block I think I need a job
Shit It's either sell weight or get a nine to five
Been that way since I was three only strong survive
Pullin up my pants interviews shuck and jive
My nigga going on tour I hope I get the lob
Only one way to the top heard it's a lonely ride
Friendships and this music fuckin with my pride
My homie told me hit the blunt don't knock til you try it
Had me Coughing so hard you thought a Nigga died
Describe yo man in three words she said sick and tired
Other women playing safety he ain't getting by it
Now she reluctant to tell him how she feel inside
Said she don't need a man and she living by it
Educated ass fat it ain't no reason why
Imma slid in DMs ain't going hurt to try

Windows rolled down I just hear that engine sound
I just my pray that my wolves never turn sheep
Made a lot money fucked a lot women crazy i ain't never let that shit change me

I tell my momma I'm sorry
Wish I could tell my granny I miss her
Call my Patna on the phone like you betta Be dressed I'm on my way to come get ya

I tell my momma I'm sorry
Wish I could tell my granny I miss her
Call my Patna on the phone like you betta
Be dressed I'm on my way to come get ya

Think I'm working off commission how I'm sellin em dreams
Glaucoma in my genes from all the things seen
Got a lil money
Not four pockets
But I'm full in my needs
Money my guardian angel wearing Lucifer wings
Niggas won't take the shot but swear they hoop for team
Playground mood for the swings
Love a lucrative game
Buying trust for loyalty shid thats a even exchange
If Harold wouldnt have gotten killed what woulda happened to Cain
We link up it's all love but shit ain't seeming the same
Ain't no interest in the espys I ain't playing no games
Learned to shower in my losses yeah I played in the rain
Don't got children promised my father I would raise em the same

Difference in how you know & how you playing the game
Niggas can't get they car to start but claim they you all in yo lane
Retired boxer I know they shit ain't hittin the same
If you air my dirty laundry tell me what you could gain

Turn Sheep
Made A lot of
Fucked A lot of
Crazy that this shh
Unh

Windows rolled down I just hear that engine sound
I just my pray that my wolves never turn sheep
Made a lot money fucked a lot women crazy i ain't never let that shit change me
I tell my momma i'm sorry