Momma Made A Star
Go to that lake and cool the fire when it's burning my soul
Ain't got a taste to be inspired when I'm feeling this cold
If I mute the story once then you dead to me
Last one out the chamber but you thinking you ahead of me
My momma made a star
Knew it was just a dream, I seen my first one from the car
Tryna stay from in between, don't get so lost in who you are
Not too many niggas praising
Go find Jesus when he saving
Exchange the sin out with praying
Some niggas cope with pills
Some niggas cope with dank
Some niggas cope with seals forever measuring the drank
Know you damn near probably miss me when I leave out for the day
Should've said I love you once
Give you a hug so you okay
And your baby boy can handle all the shit that come his way
On his own like a man cause can't nobody save the day
These just my thoughts from notes
All I do is paint the picture
Quote me X amount of times they call it seven five scriptures
Go to that lake and cool the fire when it's burning my soul
Ain't got a taste to be inspired when I'm feeling this cold
If I mute the story once then you dead to me
Last one out the chamber but you thinking you ahead of me
My momma made a star
Knew it was just a dream, I seen my first one from the car
Tryna stay from in between, don't get so lost in who you are
Not too many niggas praising
Go find Jesus when he saving
Exchange the sin out with praying
She told me let's make a deal
I give her time and she heal
Play my game from the stripes
We just gon' ball in the field
Should've kept on being strangers with a lot of these niggas
The same way about these hoes
They just chasing the figures
Think my head above the water when I move through the city
Targets all across the board
They come as women who pretty
The same time it gets simple when you scratching the surface
Made all your choices from the heart
But they're route ain't for purchase
Always think the grass greener
But that's bad for the circuit
Lotta niggas copy niggas
They impressionable persons
Lotta niggas bad
Apples for they circle
I merched it
Color coded from the God
Still I search for my purpose
Youngest in this shit
I'm always pushing hard in my lane
Got you surrounded by that hate
When they speak up your name
Stay down but focus up my nigga
Ain't no stopping the ground
My momma made a star
The minute that it came in her mind
Ain't got a taste to be inspired when I'm feeling this cold
If I mute the story once then you dead to me
Last one out the chamber but you thinking you ahead of me
My momma made a star
Knew it was just a dream, I seen my first one from the car
Tryna stay from in between, don't get so lost in who you are
Not too many niggas praising
Go find Jesus when he saving
Exchange the sin out with praying
Some niggas cope with pills
Some niggas cope with dank
Some niggas cope with seals forever measuring the drank
Know you damn near probably miss me when I leave out for the day
Should've said I love you once
Give you a hug so you okay
And your baby boy can handle all the shit that come his way
On his own like a man cause can't nobody save the day
These just my thoughts from notes
All I do is paint the picture
Quote me X amount of times they call it seven five scriptures
Go to that lake and cool the fire when it's burning my soul
Ain't got a taste to be inspired when I'm feeling this cold
If I mute the story once then you dead to me
Last one out the chamber but you thinking you ahead of me
My momma made a star
Knew it was just a dream, I seen my first one from the car
Tryna stay from in between, don't get so lost in who you are
Not too many niggas praising
Go find Jesus when he saving
Exchange the sin out with praying
She told me let's make a deal
I give her time and she heal
Play my game from the stripes
We just gon' ball in the field
Should've kept on being strangers with a lot of these niggas
The same way about these hoes
They just chasing the figures
Think my head above the water when I move through the city
Targets all across the board
They come as women who pretty
The same time it gets simple when you scratching the surface
Made all your choices from the heart
But they're route ain't for purchase
Always think the grass greener
But that's bad for the circuit
Lotta niggas copy niggas
They impressionable persons
Lotta niggas bad
Apples for they circle
I merched it
Color coded from the God
Still I search for my purpose
Youngest in this shit
I'm always pushing hard in my lane
Got you surrounded by that hate
When they speak up your name
Stay down but focus up my nigga
Ain't no stopping the ground
My momma made a star
The minute that it came in her mind
Credits
Writer(s): D Mahon
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