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Letter To My Momma

 

Letter To My Momma

(альбом: Loyalty Kill Love - 2018)


This a letter to my momma, I know you tired of the struggle
One day we gon' bubble, just gotta stay out of trouble
Can't get caught up in the mix, I was running around tryna hit
Cause I was scheming on my dick, and no can not lay down for shit
I be toting all them stolos, like when I'm toting pistols
I can't let 'em change my life, rather see me in the system
This shit fucked up, fell victim. Wipe your tear and grab a tissue
Doing all this for you, so I can move you out the trenches

Babygirl I miss you, I really wanna kiss you
Got me locked behind these gates, don't dream about reminiscing
Got direct fouled at 16 [?]
They wanna see me fail steady wanting me in prison
It's just a matter of time till a young nigga can even hug ya
You kept money on the phone so I can tell you that I love you
Just a Rugrat growing up, single mother 3 other brothers
Took care of us all, got tired of watching you struggle
Dropped my nuts, became a man wasn't trynna hear what they was saying
Made a vow to myself never to watch you struggle again
Dropped my nuts, became a man wasn't trynna hear what they was saying
Made a vow to myself never to watch you struggle again

This a letter to my momma, I know you tired of the struggle
One day we gon' bubble, just gotta stay out of trouble
Can't get caught up in the mix, I was running around tryna hit
Cause I was scheming on my dick, and no can not lay down for shit
I be toting all them stolos, like when I'm toting pistols
I can't let 'em change my life, rather see me in the system
This shit fucked up, fell victim. Wipe your tear and grab a tissue
Doing all this for you, so I can move you out the trenches, ay

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