Momma Lyrics

Yup

Yeah

Look Look (OthaSideeeeee)

Momma didn't have a good man

But she raised one

Poppa didn't have enough time

But I forgave him

Niggas always ready to slide

Until that day come

Bet your closes ones always stay solid Until that case come

Flagrant..

Life can be wicked stay on yo ten toes Momma said go get the money

Don't never chase hoes

Pray that I never fall victim

To 12 in plain clothes

Homies turned material witness

To make the case load

..Niggas ain't ya niggas

Watch they perpetrate

Time a little clearer

Watch my oyster perpetuate

My grass green around these parts

Take this shit to heart

Cause I started in the mud

I'm not the person you should judge

I'm the person you should love

Give the shirt right off my back

If you came short on some dollars

You should know I got ya back

Think ahead before react

Watch them people when you trap

Niggas slimy like a snail

See them numbers bet they tell

Rydin dolo picking up on my change Like wishing wells

But I'm not the type to fold

Always go I will prevail

Had to change up how I scale

Had to weigh my better options

Either travel wit the rap

Or hit the corner Butta rocking (yeah)