paroles de chanson MAMA - Lil Tecca

Can't do too much, can't lose too much, can't spend all day on you
That shit got risky when you thought I was gon' move to LA, mama
Stay just like this, I know you don't give a fuck what I made, mama
Yeah, I'm just like you, you way too bad, and you can't stay in Toronto
Can't do too much, can't lose too much, can't spend all day on you
That shit got risky when you thought I was gon' move to LA, mama
Stay just like this, I know you don't give a fuck what I made, mama
Yeah, I'm just like you, you way too bad, and you can't stay in Toronto

"Nigga be yourself, fuck what they do," that's what you said, mama
I can't be no hoe, shit ain't goin' my way, I guess just play harder
I like to cash out, you know I fuck with Prada
You don't spend too much, you don't need too much, but I get where I wanna
I just called my dad, he said, "I know you working, hope you good"
Learned this shit from you, how could I not? I hope you understood
You came at late night, seen you go early morning
And my life so crazy, tweakin' if I ever say it's boring

I could tell that shit was destined, yeah, way before I was born
When I lose myself, feel like I lost you when I got me torn
Good to say I just turned into someone I know you adore
But I don't do this shit for me, you know who I do it for

Can't do too much, can't lose too much, can't spend all day on you
That shit got risky when you thought I was gon' move to LA, mama
Stay just like this, I know you don't give a fuck what I made, mama
Yeah, I'm just like you, you way too bad, and you can't stay in Toronto
Can't do too much, can't lose too much, can't spend all day on you
That shit got risky when you thought I was gon' move to LA, mama
Stay just like this, I know you don't give a fuck what I made, mama
Yeah, I'm just like you, you way too bad, and you can't stay in Toronto

Can't do too much, can't lose too much, can't spend all day on you
That shit got risky when you thought I was gon' move to LA, mama
Stay just like this, I know you don't give a fuck what I made, mama
Yeah, I'm just like you, you way too bad, and you can't stay in Toronto
Can't do too much, can't do too much...
Can't do too much, can't do too much...
(Three, two, one)