Lyrics Message to My Parents - RichMo

Ma i'm sorry i'm a thug nah, but since you know just pray for me to make it home nah
I promise ima try to settle down, i lose control when them drugs and the weapons out

Pops you told yo son to take the man route, since you've been gone to baby boy turned to a man now
These niggas begging put yo hands down, pops they don't understand how we laying now
Mama i called yo phone this the message nah
I ain't gone lie you ain't like how i've been stopping out
They probably told you that yo son is a thug nah
But since you know ma just pray i make it home nah
I stepped inside my daddy shoes and took the old route
You probably really seen this coming since the stove tops
All you wanted was for me to take the school route
But you don't know yo son then turned into a boy scout
I've been traveling through the hood on my off nights
God had let me make it home through them long nights
You done chose the right battle but the wrong fight
40 shooting 10 out we don't own knifes
When they held me in that cell ma you picked me up
You was happy that the boys ain't have to zip me up
I seen the pain in yo eyes it had yo feelings crushed
The second man to break yo heart was by yo oldest son

Ma i'm sorry i'm a thug nah, but since you know just pray for me to make it home nah
I promise ima try to settle down, i lose control when them drugs and the weapons out

Pops you told yo son to take the man route, since you've been gone to baby boy turned to a man now
These niggas begging put yo hands down, pops they don't understand how we laying now
Pops I've been fighting with some demons lately
Got it together you would've been proud should've seen yo baby
Before i changed we was wild had the fiends go crazy
Now i'm the old me that new man wasn't me my baby
That was a role for my dukes i had to play my part
Gentlemen to other people but a thug at heart
Let's take em back to where it all started
They don't know how you got down but i know all about it
Niggas telling me about you telling me yo past
I was out here looking clueless like that ain't my dad
But i remembered all them guns and everything you had
I asked god to forgive you it was not yo bad
Never had no older brother you my only idol
Whole family in the streets i had a lot of idols
I remember on the block i tried to be like Michael
Then i posted on the block and moved the rock like Michael

Ma i'm sorry i'm a thug nah, but since you know just pray for me to make it home nah
I promise ima try to settle down, i lose control when them drugs and the weapons out

Pops you told yo son to take the man route, since you've been gone to baby boy turned to a man now
These niggas begging put yo hands down, pops they don't understand how we laying now

Ima ball till i fall pops, everything i do for you we ain't gone fall pops
I'm sorry ma i took a dangerous route, but since you know ma just pray that i can make it out