Songtexte
Shoutout
to
my
momma
shoutout
to
the
dula
uh
Knew
how
to
finesse
before
I
could
chew
my
food
up
uh
Martin
had
a
dream
my
daddy
had
a
Ruger
uh
Me
I
kept
a
razor
never
rode
a
scooter
uh
I
could
say
I
been
been
through
shit
but
that
makes
two
of
us
Remember
that
our
soul
is
what
they
can't
remove
from
us
We
don't
beef
on
Meta
it
get
metaphysical
Hop
out
four
door's
and
make
him
quote
the
biblical's
Way
to
grown
for
fighting
and
I'm
way
too
cynical
They
can
talk
behind
your
back
but
can't
belittle
you
They
righteous
on
the
net
but
they're
life
is
pitiful
My
bitch
cheated
once
my
chest
turn
igloo
Life
is
a
game
that
waits
for
nobody
We
all
got
a
couple
flaws
no-one
notices
It
only
gets
worst
when
you
pretend
they
don't
exist
Slaving
for
an
algorithm
that
don't
give
a
shit
About
your
aspiration
and
you
past
accomplishments
You
need
bigger
bait
when
you
catching
bigger
fish
My
nigga
you
ain't
talking
money
then
you
talking
gibberish
Always
made
the
most
with
the
cards
that
we
was
dealt
with
Hurricane
sandy
toke
the
crib
nobody
helped
us
Started
robbing
niggas
I
was
living
in
a
shelter
Ain't
no
positivity
around
crack
feens
and
welfare
Medicaid
healthcare
Hit
me
on
that
celly
I
got
cashapp
I
got
Zelle
This
bitch
ain't
from
Ghana
keep
a
nana
in
the
Pelle
Told
my
youngin's
chill
but
them
boys
Ed
Edd
and
Eddy
Tryna
be
at
Rolling
Loud
back
stage
singing
titties
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