Lyrics Sorry Mama - Michael Aristotle

These days
I been outgrowing people
Making movies with sequels
Looking like I just hopped off a fucking cover of GQ
Wildin' in private, while she showing her ass like she Lizzo
She know what I was here for
My rubbers right by the pillow
Niggas tryna' kick it with us just to get em' a field goal
We from where they shoot at your feet
Have you doing the heel toe
I got issues forreal' though
I got times when I feel low
Convo with bosses
I seen more round tables than willow
I got a chip on my shoulder
I might eat and give you niggas the crumbs
I got strippers on my line and I might get em' the funds
To start they businesses, get 10 percent
Then after I'm done
Put the profits in a bank and save that shit for my sons
As a teen, my father showed me his 9
He ain't know that I already found his gun when I was 5
He told me if niggas intrude, do what I gotta' do
So if I split you in twos
That's just what I gotta do nigga
Zone 6 breaking all the rules woah

I was distracted by the pinups on my wall
Stars on my ceiling, tryna' keep a poker face for all the cards I been dealing
I am sorry momma

I was distracted by the pinups on my wall
Stars on my ceiling, tryna' keep a poker face for all the cards I been dealing
I am sorry momma

People ask me, Michael Aristotle, how you get yo' name?
I thought yo' name was Quintin Talbert
Is it all a game
Is yo' hair a gimmick cause if so that shit is lame
Y'all wanna know the true reason
Fuck it, let me explain
When I was 19 they was calling me Y.Teezy
Dropping out of college playing Drizzy on my PC
This trinidadian girl was 2 years older than me see
She'd come home from Georgia Southern on weekends and she'd see me
I had all the albums, she was the biggest fan of Yeezy
Playing graduation with every record on repeat
In between the songs
We would laugh, we would keke
In the back of my mind, Im tryna' get me sum Fiji
It never happen, I ain't get to date her
Always had my thoughts
Up and Down, same elevators
Then one night, all on Twitter
Shit changed when I stayed up
Put her name, in a Kanye West name generator
Then I put my name in
Malcom Aristotle came up
Switched it to Michael
And Wili said it's time to switch the name up
So that's the fucking answer that you get
When we get famous
This name took me a long way 7 years later nigga

Shoutout to my kitty from Philly
She was the reason my beard grew
They ask for my beard secrets
But all of my peers knew
She taught me how to eat the pussy, scrape the plate
I never got the chance to tell her thank you face to face
She moved to Chocolate City
I thought we could make it work
Then she seen I put a pic of Lightskinkeisha on my shirt
It was harmless
She cursing via text
Like why her face all on yo garments?
Girl you ain't put no ring on my finger, so why you starting?
I shouldn't blame my exes for the reason that my guard up
I broke me some new hearts, and I been paying for that karma
When you young in Atlanta it's easy to get caught up
It's easy to forget all of the shit yo mama taught ya