Lyrics:
moms for it
Walking home from school, I almost got robbed for it
I took off, I can't go home without my jacket on
Blue and whites harassing me but I
This is all I ever knew, somehow I deserve it so far
My favorite color's blue, I wait for you on October
I was triggered by the views, I had to go
we want you to come and live with
us and help us raise our children
The years went on by
I wish I had a praying church
And that the children grew up
scream and shout
I beg for Mother's forgiveness
I beg for Mother's forgiveness
(A knife held by a christian)
I see in your eyes, everything divine, but
battle, each war we fought
Has rained death and destruction on my pale blue dot
Our sense of self-importance, the way we grandstand
Our posturing stances,
shit without me
Cause that album drop
She don't live without me
Fake niggas can't stand me, you ain't Mob
You ain't my family
Even if you in my family,
George screamed for his late mother
Before they off'd him
My baby wants me to live longer than her
Though I strongly disagree
I know she meant every word
by the lake
I wasn't put on this damned planet to procreate
I let my creativity flow, let the pro create
I let the ego go, we parted ways
Couple years
of New York
Hawk is what them niggas call me, 'cause they all be
Suckin' my dick and on my mother fucking balls, G
I know the half, so I laugh wit' 'em
not too far, far as I can tell
You just gotta go through a little hell
Ain't no prescription for my brokeness
No pills for hopelessness
I still
They already know what I'm gon do
Broke down in the fucken gutter
Prey to god for a better plan
Always had to thank my mother
Now I'm felling so hood
believe in lies
I Beg god to let u live like you Gotta try
You live a G member dream Homie to shit no lie
In Ya blue puma jumpy suit You Always fly
Now ya
I wanna take a little time, out to thank my mama
For everything you've done for me, I thank you mama
Your divine assignment, given by the Father
in the trees, stone sweats with the dew
The morning sunrise, red before the blue
Hanging at the mast, waiting for command
His majesty's airship,
in the trees, stone sweats with the dew
The morning sunrise, red before the blue
Hanging at the mast, waiting for command
His majesty's airship,
mothers
But blood can't bring a nigga no closer (my nigga nigga)
My nigga, she drop it, bend it over
I'm trickin' and treatin' but it ain't October
She
get no rebuttal
Couldn't solve the puzzle My dawg he got hit by the muzzle
Nigga held it down like no other
Dumb mothafucka
Would even say mom when you
wit a plex roof
Smoking the best blue
Dream me and my team
Switchin' scenes up on that jet blue
You flex jewels I set cruise to the next moves
By
And the main lesson
And this was over years
But the drummer always
Has to do what's best for the song
And one day
Yaeli's daughter Hadas
Told my sister and I
Demand to be buried like Eva Peron
It's quite a sunset
And good for the country in a roundabout way
We've made the front page of all the world's papers
Demand to be buried like Eva Peron
It's quite a sunset
And good for the country in a roundabout way
We've made the front page of all the world's papers
to happen to me - I was gonna die.
So I ran away to the big city with the lights,
excitement and danger and a chance for me to finally
live and do my music
the gun
For all the fathers, sisters, mothers and every son
I got 'em all and yet
The lonely times keep getting lonelier
The lies I tell myself keep getting
Dangerous
Get on my grind,wait for my time
I will be fine,time is divine
I do this shiit for my mother( I do it I
Do it)
I do this shit for my brother(yeah I
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