Dear Mama
Mama says she wants to live the life without the opps watchin
You wanna be a killer or even dead
That's your only options
Mama says she wants to live the life without the opps watchin
You wanna be a killer or even dead
That's your only options
Runin' with the meds, need some bread
Can't get far without it
Wearin' the same clothes in the week
He need more in his closet (Huh, lets get it)
Mama says she wants to live the life without the opps watchin
You wanna be a killer or even dead
That's your only options
Runin' with the meds, need some bread
Can't get far without it
Wearin' the same clothes in the week
He need more in his closet
Anyone ask me any questions
Shrug my shoulders, I don't wanna know
I can't never go fed, boy
Get out my face cause you a hoe
I just knowin' that you fed
Cause how you snitchin' on your folkes
Off the dome, i'm off the top
Boy, you know I'm finna blow
Got it on my own
Got it off the muscle, boy you know I'm stayin' strong
Thinkin' that I'm livin' right while I been livin' wrong
Fuckin' with my niggas, them boys kill and send you home
You can't bite the hand that feeds you
I been walkin' in the rain with all this pain that shit lethal
I can't fuck with nun' them niggas
They so fake, call them the reaper
And if you fuckin' with my niggas, they mysterious
Jeepers Kreepers
They mysterious
Jeepers Kreepers
Double back, they can't see us
Walkin' down with a three-four
Walk 'em down with a three-four
Make them boys, do a three-sum
Fuckin' with my niggas, they'll send you home today
I can't play with too much niggas, murder one all in my state
If a bitch tell you to drop the lo', don't do it they all snake
They gon' stab you in your back
Everybody gon' see how you got played
I told my momma, don't worry
I ain't cuffin' my heart cold, McFlury
Know that I'm not far from pain, that's what's hurtin
I been takin' painkillers, it ain't working
And I just do my dance, all these Perkys
I ain't want no relation, I'm just flirting
But thick bitch, redbone, oh, she working
I ain't like the other niggas, I'm a real king
Oh, I ain't perfect, that's for certain
But I just put a hole in one
Why they all tryna act tuff, they all got caught without they gun
They keep loafin' on the beat
They all talk, ain't gon' do nothin
And my boys, they some smackers
They some killers they just havin' fun
Oh, they just havin' fun
I told lil' momma, come over and have some fun
Uh, why they actin' tough, they act like trappers
But they scholars under ski
Oh, they just rappin', flaggin' on the beat
Rappin' on that black, the back, beat, crabbing
Why them boys all lip, they just crabbing
Just like the lobster on that Spongebob movie, Larry
Mama says she wants to live the life without the opps watchin
You wanna be a killer or even dead
That's your only options
Runin' with the meds, need some bread
Can't get far without it
Wearin' the same clothes in the week
He need more in his closet
You wanna be a killer or even dead
That's your only options
Mama says she wants to live the life without the opps watchin
You wanna be a killer or even dead
That's your only options
Runin' with the meds, need some bread
Can't get far without it
Wearin' the same clothes in the week
He need more in his closet (Huh, lets get it)
Mama says she wants to live the life without the opps watchin
You wanna be a killer or even dead
That's your only options
Runin' with the meds, need some bread
Can't get far without it
Wearin' the same clothes in the week
He need more in his closet
Anyone ask me any questions
Shrug my shoulders, I don't wanna know
I can't never go fed, boy
Get out my face cause you a hoe
I just knowin' that you fed
Cause how you snitchin' on your folkes
Off the dome, i'm off the top
Boy, you know I'm finna blow
Got it on my own
Got it off the muscle, boy you know I'm stayin' strong
Thinkin' that I'm livin' right while I been livin' wrong
Fuckin' with my niggas, them boys kill and send you home
You can't bite the hand that feeds you
I been walkin' in the rain with all this pain that shit lethal
I can't fuck with nun' them niggas
They so fake, call them the reaper
And if you fuckin' with my niggas, they mysterious
Jeepers Kreepers
They mysterious
Jeepers Kreepers
Double back, they can't see us
Walkin' down with a three-four
Walk 'em down with a three-four
Make them boys, do a three-sum
Fuckin' with my niggas, they'll send you home today
I can't play with too much niggas, murder one all in my state
If a bitch tell you to drop the lo', don't do it they all snake
They gon' stab you in your back
Everybody gon' see how you got played
I told my momma, don't worry
I ain't cuffin' my heart cold, McFlury
Know that I'm not far from pain, that's what's hurtin
I been takin' painkillers, it ain't working
And I just do my dance, all these Perkys
I ain't want no relation, I'm just flirting
But thick bitch, redbone, oh, she working
I ain't like the other niggas, I'm a real king
Oh, I ain't perfect, that's for certain
But I just put a hole in one
Why they all tryna act tuff, they all got caught without they gun
They keep loafin' on the beat
They all talk, ain't gon' do nothin
And my boys, they some smackers
They some killers they just havin' fun
Oh, they just havin' fun
I told lil' momma, come over and have some fun
Uh, why they actin' tough, they act like trappers
But they scholars under ski
Oh, they just rappin', flaggin' on the beat
Rappin' on that black, the back, beat, crabbing
Why them boys all lip, they just crabbing
Just like the lobster on that Spongebob movie, Larry
Mama says she wants to live the life without the opps watchin
You wanna be a killer or even dead
That's your only options
Runin' with the meds, need some bread
Can't get far without it
Wearin' the same clothes in the week
He need more in his closet
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Writer(s): Kristofur Lamb
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