Sorry momma Lyrics

I think I'm better without you Don't be cautious, babe

Boy, cause it's hard when I'm around you It's been hard to say that I'm better without you

But I swear, I swear that I've been thinking about you

Thinking about you

I'm sorry, mama But your son, he been through a lot of trauma

Fighting in school, young nigga stayed in drama

He seen you cry, and struggle, so he had to tighten up

His grandma died, he lost his feelings, his mind tied up

He got two sisters, he don't play bout them, he dying

He felt alone, so late at night, he start crying

He got tired from all the pain, so he lost it

The streets on speed dial, so he called it

I'm sorry, mama

Prom pictures in a suit you'll probably never see

He been trying to make it right, but he addicted to the streets

He got one misdemeanor plus two felonies

He did time in that county , that's not how it's supposed to be

He seen tears on your face every time he went to court

He went back in that cell knowing that he fucked up

Saying he gon' change his life, cause he see his mama hurt

But he started to read the Bible, saying he gon' go to church

But the devil in his head saying, catch a opp and go berserk

But he tryna change his life, too many niggas on a shirt

He found his talent and he good, he finna shine just like a torch

He had a female come around that he loved, but it ain't work

She had his world in her hands, but she played and got it crushed

Now every girl that come around, he don't know who to trust

Now he toxic in the head, now his head fucked up

I'm sorry, mama

Now he focus on his music, tryna stay out of the way

Before he close his eyes and go to sleep, he call on God and pray

Thank God that he woke up and seen the next day

He finna turn 18, but his life is on a pause

Tryna find out how to get money, he can't get a job

He can't do what he used to, he might get jammed up

So he tryna find a way, he think his life fucked up

I'm sorry, mama

But your son, he been through a lot of trauma

Fighting in school, young niggas stayed in drama

He see you cry and struggle, so he had to tighten up

His grandma died, he lost his feelings, he's mind tied up

He got two sisters, he don't play bout them, he dying

He felt alone, so late at night, he start crying

He got tired from all the pain, so he lost it

The streets on speed dial , so he called it

I'm sorry, mama

Prom pictures in a suit, you'll probably never see

He been tryna make it right, but he addicted it to the streets

He got one misdemeanor plus two felonies

He did time in that county, that's not how it's supposed to be

He seen tears on your face every time he went to court

He went back in his cell knowing that he fucked up

Saying he gon' change his life, cause he see his mama hurt

But he start to read the Bible, saying he gon' go to church

But the devil in his head , saying catch a opp and go berserk

But he tryna change his life, too many niggas on a shirt

He found his talent, ain't he good, he finna shine just like a torch

He had a female come around that he loved, but it ain't work

She had his world in her hands, but she played and got it crushed

Now Every girl that come around, he don't know who to trust

Now he toxic in the head, and his head fucked up

I'm sorry, mama

I'm sorry, mama

I'm sorry, mama

I'm sorry, mama

I'm sorry, mama