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And mama haffi comfy fore them come fi mi 

Hook: 

Verse:3 
A 1VERB all when it so-suh
 Never cross-over mi nuh grow suh 
Now-a-days youth dem naah no focus

on building up this hope right from day one
Nobody got you bro , keep your heads up
Cos many of these niggas want yuh down yeah uh
mama told me , watch your

The last thing stressing me out was a girl
Mama told me don't indulge in the world (Wooo)
Papa taught me how to stand with my chest out
I was distracted by

up with white
This little nigga actin' hard, they claimin' Sal, they claimin' Nwar
But when he died, there was only his mama cryin' by his side

all munchin on somethin ain't busting on nothin make sure we get what we wantin
I'm talkin success
mama Corvette 
Lyrics the fuel I get 
Just Gotta get

and
Catch a little
Vibe With Me
Must be infatuation
Mixed with my imagination
You just so damn fascinating
Baby even my mama knows
I'm tired

PC
Used to be foolish and out of my ways, but that was way back in the BC
Mama told me I'm a Solider and a superhero so throw me in DC
Comics,

the people he a chump
Ion abide by politics I know just what they want
Do anything for power just putting on a front
They say the same shit just switching up

scanners and presidents
Knowing I'll get this money
By any means it's irrelevant
Know I'll get this paper a felon is in my nature
My mama told me the savior

Bitches do anything for a check
I ain't tip her, man, now she upset
Tell these hoes to get sponsored by Nike
Trust me, I know these niggas don't like me

Mama always said you gotta treat people right
But never let them push you around
She told me son you gotta be polite
But you always gotta stand your

up
Lemme get back to this chick
Lil' mama thick baddest I done seen before
Extensions fall down to her heel, 32 inch
Shit almost touchin' the floor
But

yeah

My life’s so cold you can die no joke
I was tied to the ropes i never had no hope
I never had no clothes my Mama had no dough
My bro and dad sold

so long that
Even my mama thinks that my mind is gone

But I ain't never crossed a
Man that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk
You know that's

don't give a fuck
About you and your truces
My bitch and my weed, they my muses
I hit them both, I'm abusive
Nothin' but true shit in my music
Yo' shit is

going on?
I been smoking on the gas, dog
What's going on?

Lied to by my homie bitch, dog
What's goin' on?
Fuck the world and let 'em die slow
I'm blowin'

crime fight, do the latter
Add to the quota
Police know me by the scent of odor
Stay getting colder

I'm a entrepreneur of sorts, balling
I ain't new

get a
Feeling when you're shooting to the
Ceiling and the world is looking at
You with a blank stare
Sometimes you wanna tell them fuck you, a
Lot

trying to maintain
Man, I'm starvin' to eat, aparted and broke
Mama taught me how to follow my hope
Out of the hood, out of control
Only cause it was

knock
Down your big homie
Call of Duty on the block
You know we got them sticks on us
I see you hatin' but you know
We got your bitch on us
Trollin',

Class by myself like detention
Cause most of the niggas wife
Hoes I done seen strip
So I had to give these hoes
I had to give these hoes someone to pay

ho, yeah, Fauni done hit that
That's your wife, yeah, been there, did that
All of my niggas gon' get them big racks
Big, big, big, big, big, big racks

Yea yea yea
It is what it is
Yea
Always got summin to say how bout we shake it
They tell me zay just leave it alone I've been inflated
By all

the chosen one all along
Niggas already made it if you let these niggas tell it
Stack them racks up steady for that solid gold presi
I ain't bussin down no