Dear Mama
Walt Phrazer
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You always told me just pray to God I just prayed for the Saint Laurent Yeah Dear mama, dear mama I don't mean to cause no drama I know you're worried 'bout me Cause all I worry 'bout' is commas You always told me just pray to God I just prayed for the Saint Laurent Jesus piece, kept my faith in God Niggas doubt me, but I beat the odds Dear mama, dear mama I ain't fuckin' with the drama But niggas try to test me Force me to pull out the llama But that's just the hood in me But really I'm all about that guala Mama we gon' get the guap Cash flow, it will never stop Big bankrolls, jackpot Smoke good cause I love pot They see me winnin' and they act shocked I'm killin em' and that's an onslaught My shawty ridin' me, she on top She make it nasty when she give me top I'm number one like the tippy top I'm on one like a tic toc Heavy metal like Slipknot Pull up on me get ya shit rocked Thought you had me but you slipped now You and yours go ahead and kick rocks Dear mama, dear mama I love you 'cause you held it down You put food on the table It's my turn to hold you down I'ma catch a couple licks I'ma make this money real quick I'ma make this money real fast I'ma pay off your bills and shit I'ma pay off your rent and shit Nah, I'ma just buy you a crib Yeah, I'ma just grind in the 'jects Then, buy me a crib and a tech Woah, mama I know it ain't easy That's why you gotta' believe me By any means necessary Take em' out if necessary My heart colder than February Number one like January Diggin' holes in the cemetery For all of these rappers I'm killin' For that pussy I be slayin' I told you I feel like I'm Broly I think I'm goin' Super Saiyan I'm a legend in the making Mama you made me a legend Thank the lord up in heaven I'm a G by blood niggas For my real day one niggas If you only knew what I been through What I had to overcome nigga Drizzy Drake, I'm goin' nonstop Bulldozing on any block Business man like investing stocks First pick, now I'm on the clock Zion Will how I bully the block Move in silence, we can't talk to the cops We ain't fuckin' with the opposition All these rappers ain't no fuckin' competition Dear mama, dear mama I know it's hard, you can't see the vision But when I make it, mama damn Man I hope you fuckin' listen Cause I'm really fuckin' askin' And I'm really fuckin' prayin' Yeah, yeah, I hope you hear what I'm sayin' Yeah, yeah, I hope you hear what I'm sayin' Mama, yeah, I hope you hear what I'm sayin'
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