I Wrote You a Song, Pt. 2

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Casa 182 back in Mabvill Do you believe that I love you,I pray for you Sometimes I feel like crying Maybe I should stop trying Maybe I should stop praying You say you alright, I know you’re lying I know you’re lying Mama I wrote you a song yeah Mama I wrote you a song yeah I wrote you a song Mama I wrote you a song yeah A song yeah A song yeah Yeah,I see You’ve been worried lately so I wrote this song for you Maybe you can really understand I'm doing this for you Is funny how I feel so ductile when I think about you Cause I know there's a lot I owe you I think I'm runnin out time ,maybe I gotta sell dime just to make dibas for you Honestly i never been into education I just had to do it for you Now I got the fuckin diploma but still it doesn't put a plate on the table I guess is high time you accept that niggas pay to use my mic and that put the plate on the table You raise me well I still know how to read the bible Can you please stop sayin God didn't bring me for this Please stop sayin you didn't raise me for this I guess this is the start up, this is my genesis I never ever wanted to see you cry anymore It’s alright you gut me educated that's a lot more We came from slum we never had this big house before I guess pop did somethin we should be really  thinking him for Yeah I guess pop did somethin we should be really  thinking him for Do you believe that I love you,I pray for you Sometimes I feel like crying Maybe I should stop tryin Maybe I should stop prayin You say you alright I know you lyin Mama I wrote you a song I wrote you a song I wrote you a song I wrote you a song Yeah,look Maybe I shouldn't be writing this lyrics about you Maybe I shouldn't be tellin this people how much I love you Maybe I shouldn't be makin all this songs about you I don't know why I have one tear out of my eye everytime I make a song about you So much pressure but my brain still debris, still escaping weed Maybe someday is gon' be vis-a-vis but I'm glad I still breath I can't even buy myself some outfit cause back at home the fridge is empty I skip dinner all time Save money to buy you a birthday gift Maybe i should be focused on this music shit Maybe someday is gon' pay me real Mama Ima let you shed a tear now Cause this is the last time that I'll see you cry Cause in no time it'll be all bout the smile I promise you everything is gon' be alright I promise when I start ballin' I'm gon' buy you a ride Yeah ,that’s it Casa 182 back in Mabvill Do you believe that I love you,I pray for you Sometimes I feel like crying Maybe I should stop trying Maybe I should stop praying You say you alright I know you lying Mama I wrote you a song yeah Mama I wrote you a song yeah I wrote you a song Mama I wrote you a song yeah A song yeah A song yeah