Sorry Momma

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Dimitri Roger (born July 13, 1992), known professionally as Rich the Kid (stylized as Rich The Kid), is an American rapper. Currently signed to Interscope Records, Rich The Kid's debut album The World Is Yours was released on March 30, 2018. more »


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I'm sorry mama, but this money, that's what made a nigga
Grew up too fast, I feel my problems startin' to chase a nigga
Sometimes I wish I could come home so you could save a nigga
We different breeds so I can see that they hate a nigga
My brother, I wish you can see everything I accomplish
I wish you was here everyday I'm stuntin'
I wish I could show how we came from nothin'

I'm sorry mama, know this money here done made a nigga (it made a nigga)
Now I got all these goddamn hundreds, still can't change a nigga (they can't change me)
Back then, they said I wasn't shit, now they wan' take a picture (wan' take a picture)
I was tryna save the money for some blunt and swishers (I was savin')
I was tryna make a fifty turned it to a milli' (milli')
They ain't think I was gon' make it but them niggas silly (them niggas silly)
Damn, I wish I could have brought all of my brothers with me (my brothers)
When we was tryna pay the bills, you wasn't starvin' with me (we was starvin')
But I done ran the money up, I bought a Benz for mama (for my mama)
These hundreds might drive me insane, all these damn commas (all these damn commas)
Gotta watch my back and keep these fuckin' heater on me (heater on me)
Got my neck and wrist a freezer, better not creep up on me (Baow, baow, baow)

I'm sorry mama, but this money, that's what made a nigga
Grew up too fast, I feel my problems startin' to chase a nigga
Sometimes I wish I could come home so you could save a nigga
We different breeds so I can see that they hate a nigga
My brother, I wish you can see everything I accomplish
I wish you was here everyday I'm stuntin'
I wish I could show how we came from nothin'

Like how them Bentleys whippin' out, we spendin' cash night to mornin'
I think about you every time, I know this all you had wanted
These bitches steady out here lyin', they just can't keep it one hunnid
I'm tryna stay from 'cross state lines so I won't run it, I punt it
I hope for good times with my mama 'cause we still be at odds
I went to jail and came back and bitch, I'm still livin' large
Duck from that iron, we strung some back but take it all up with God (baow, baow)
Know once I'm gone, I can't come back, I'm thinkin' 'bout my lil' boy
But it ain't much that I believe, I just, I can't see
Use the smoke to take the pain, it's back to back but I can't breathe, I just
And this image I hold up, it make it hard to see my needs, I just
Everyday I'm thankin' God but it's still hard to heard my knees but, um

I'm sorry mama, but this money, that's what made a nigga
Grew up too fast, I feel my problems startin' to chase a nigga
Sometimes I wish I could come home so you could save a nigga
We different breeds so I can see that they hate a nigga
My brother, I wish you can see everything I accomplish
I wish you was here everyday I'm stuntin'
I wish I could show how we came from nothin'

Uh, we came from nothin' that's the reason they can't understand
They say my partner killed his partner for a couple grams
Fresh out that bottom, country boy, I'm finally at the top
They told me, "Bro, go chase your dreams and don't ever stop"
While Pops in prison, mama busy, I jumped off the porch
Grew up too fast, young wild and mad not knowin' I would blow
Runnin' with Chance, writin' raps, that was my thing too
Until I seen Twan and 'em came through in Mustang Coupes (skrrt, go)
I've been tryna get some sleep so I've been sippin' syrup (sippin' syrup)
Remember Brock brought me to his block and let me serve (let me serve)
He told me leave from 'round this bitch and go and shop the world (shop the world)
I came home from my off a tour, he was dead on the curb, yeah

I'm sorry mama, but this money, that's what made a nigga
Grew up too fast, I feel my problems startin' to chase a nigga
Sometimes I wish I could come home so you could save a nigga
We different breeds so I can see that they hate a nigga
My brother, I wish you can see everything I accomplish
I wish you was here everyday I'm stuntin'
I wish I could show how we came from nothin'

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Written by: Dimitri Roger, Kentrell Gaulden, Rodarius M. Green

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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