Lyrics:
(Ain't no 'California Love') (Love) (Love)
I see them niggas
You see them niggas?
I see them niggas
Look at them niggas just waitin' to hate
hospitalized ventilated or dead from covid had been overweight
I'mma do what I want eating at restaurants
Breakfast or brunch no captain crunch
Fire mushrooms
Mama's trying to save me
But she don't know I'm trying to save her
Man, them niggas tried to play me
Man, 'til I got this paper
You're nobody 'till
they get round our door
For the first time I see my daddy cry kneeling there by mama's side
Tonight I'm here at home cause something's wrong
Tonight
tails, yeah
I know I loved her even then
You know my papa disapproved it
My mama boohooed it, yeah
Well, I told them time and time again
"Don't you
The warden said he'd mail my letter
The chaplain's waitin' by the door
Tonight we'll cross the yard together
Then they can't hurt me anymore.
I
sicker every day
And I ain't got time for snitches
Gotta keep my mind on my money and my riches
Even when I die, they don't worry me
Mama don't cry, bury
at the way that I talk
Or this hat that I wear
You can say what you want about me
See if I care
But one slip of the tongue 'bout my God Or my mama
the dishes on the counter, got the clothes on the floor
Mama, week's worth of trash sittin' there by the door
You say your, your feet are tired and your
half a dozen mama's chickens for dead
But it wasn't nobody's fault
Oh, look at Harvey's prize hog
And all of them darlin' old grown bad trusty chickens
and walked back to the house to eat
And Mama hollered out the back door "y'all remember to wipe your feet"
And then she said "I got some news this mornin'
the cop that keep my gear in park
Pull me out the car to give me black thought
But fuck it, this shit's all kinda player
This shit my mama flavor
This
Hammerin' a nail
Stackin' them bales
I'm dog tired by the five o'clock hour
But I'm ready to raise some hell
And Jesse's gettin' ready
I'm
was not as a teen
Baby girl was homeless, had a nigga thuggin' in the streets
18, runnin' plays in the streets, dealin' with them weirdos niggas
your blood?
Did it come from your daddy and mama?
Were you converted by an Alabama song on the radio?
That feels so right
Did you lock eyes with
, mama, mama, that's all
And by the time I get to Oklahoma, she'll be sleeping
She'll turn softly in her restless sleep, call my name out low
And oh,
outside, and the rain turn to ice
Said mama's out here flippin' now
Shots just goin' off
Somebody laid out
Little kids smokin' weed
Drive-bys every day
and whippin' made me wish that I was flippin'
This college went out of his dollar pension
Cause after 4 or 5 you don't have nothing but college tickets
But them
Seen them tears on my mama's eyes
Do whatever it takes to keep my daughter fly
I'll do whatever it takes to be immortalized
Two presidents and we
Makin' money at thirty with a wife and a son
Then a short five years later, it all comes undone
She's gone back to mama with the boy by her side
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
a hoot
Mama Mama Mama, ooh pow pow, who's gonna twist and shout?
I've got these heart-shaped handcuffs that'll really knock you out
Ooh, lured by beauty,
You will draw a pension at your Papa's death
Children, children now get your hat
Tell me Mama what do you mean by that?
Get your hat, put it
the first time you heard this song
Was when your mama had you on her lap, you know, listening to me singin'"
"Oh, no, no, I came to the show on a Go-Devil
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