Lyrics Mother's Day - Reily Ilo

9 Months out of 12
Flowers blush in the spring
Couldn't put a face to the voice on the phone
Sent the Hercules toy I asked for
That meant the world to me
Momma that meant the world to me
Had me at 21 that was in '9-1
No opportunity so you went to find one

We caught wind under wings and landed in Clair-Mel
Used to hit that Burlington for back to school sales
Finish Line for the sneakers little brother wanted Jordans
I settled for the shell toes knew we couldn't afford them

Your baby boy graduated
Never looked at my diploma once
I never been infatuated
With a piece paper tellin' me what I wanna do
And I'll look out for you
Baby I'll look out for you

All glory to hispanic and black women raisin' warriors
Thank you for your lovin'
Makin' up for shortcomings