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Yeah, uh, yeah
I swear I used to write better, do better, be better, yeah, yeah

I swear I used to write better lines when I blew a tree
I used to take my damn time with this poetry
And smoke a fatty with my cold morning coffee
Now I can't even drink my cold morning coffee
All the panic attacks
I feel the pressure, always watching my back
At least I finally found someone, in fact
Only reason that I'm truly on track
Turn my engine on and told me, "Don't you ever look back
Don't you ever look back
There's always more to life, don't you forget
That one day you gon' be a father with your own batch of kids
So you can't go around talking all of that shit
'Cause you gon' live a long life if you past 26
You gon' have many years
You gon' have many tears
Many things that you fear
So you gotta steer clear
And find the end of the tunnel
See that your own self stay outta trouble
So you can look at your mother, and tell her..."

Momma, I'm happy
Momma, I'm healthy
Momma, I'm here
I'm here
Look at me clearly
Look in the rear view
Look in the mirror
In the mirror

Yeah
Don't get it twisted, I just am who I am
If you can't respect my wishes then you ain't in the plan
Yeah, I really like my alcohol, bottle or can, fuck it
I'll hold one in one in one in each hand
Damn it, that makes three, I guess I'll have to grab another
Even numbers are key, I got nowhere to be
But the woman that I love worrying 'bout me
Like, "Is he okay to drive?" Baby, let's just see
I hit the I-95, been a minute, mane (yeah)
Cruise control, 95 in the middle lane (skrrt)
Feeling good, feeling great, shake and bake it
I'm a daredevil, yeah, I feel amazing
239 till I die, man it's fuck the fame (fuck it)
I'm a Florida boy, baby, I'ma stay the same (ay)
In my hood I hold weight, can't be flaking
I stay busy on my grind, money-making

Momma, I'm happy
Momma, I'm healthy
Momma, I'm here
I'm here
Look at me clearly
Look in the rear view
Look in the mirror
In the mirror

Momma, I'm happy
Momma, I'm healthy
Momma, I'm here
I'm here
Look at me clearly
Look in the rear view
Look in the mirror
In the mirror

Momma, I'm...
Yeah
(Momma, I'm...)
Uh, yeah, yeah
Momma, I'm...
Yeah
(Momma, I'm...)
Uh, yeah

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