MOMMA
Russ
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Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Every once in a while, you gotta unjade and just Shake the snow globe, yeah You ain't gotta cry no more momma (no) I did it (I did it) And we don't gotta chase out dream no more momma We live it (one more time) We ain't gotta cry no more momma (no) I did it (I did it) And we don't gotta chase out dream no more momma We live it Yeah, smoking weed while on ATV's while driving past the camels My mommas Instagram account looks like the travel channel (facts) Pyramid snapping from hearing me rapping, it happened No obstacles because my face starts staring me past, I'm laughing 'Cause you hate me, all because your girlfriend wants to f*ck And CNN want to talk and take me, its crazy I'm disregarding you, my mommas advise is energy wise, that I should put a jaw in you You can't get to me, like nana's secret recipes I'm somewhere on a yacht, tequila shots around the seven seas Memories over money, uh (yeah) Liquor over beer If you can see it from the front you know its bigger in the rear Yeah you know its fat (you know its fat) I like my women built like Doja Cat I told her that, ain't no holding back Bitch I'm lit, this is it Everything that I shop for, I bought my mom the dream houses that she shopped for You ain't gotta cry no more momma (no) I did it (I did it) And we don't gotta chase out dream no more momma We live it (one more time) We ain't gotta cry no more momma (no) I did it (I did it) And we don't gotta chase out dream no more momma We live it Yeah, I'm well protected, well dressed, well invested With a classic debut that's why I still rock the necklace Still f*ck my ex bitch Don't worry it be random, I can't help it though Pussy hits different in the mansion Santorini tannin', momma order baklava Frank is out here introducing people to the octagon I'm just tryna not piss of my neighbors and the soccer moms I'm adding basketball courts and pools just for the ambiance Let me live, I'm twenty six I'm on some rich shit Models pulling up, we getting drunk, I made us gimlets Write 'em off as business, expenses, I'm pensive 'Cause when she say she fucks with me, I can't tell if she meant it F*ck it (f*ck it) The whole city had it (true) Gary V hitting me, new investments, I throw fifty at it (true) My dog hit me when I got the call, Nipsey rest in peace Told me, Alicia Keys told him that my mom's pretty You ain't gotta cry no more momma (no) I did it (I did it) And we don't gotta chase out dream no more momma We live it (one more time) We ain't gotta cry no more momma (no) I did it (I did it) And we don't gotta chase out dream no more momma We live it
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Written by: Ady Suleiman, Edward Black, Russell Vitale
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