Momma

Yup

Yeah
Look Look (OthaSideeeeee)

Momma didn't have a good man
But she raised one
Poppa didn't have enough time
But I forgave him
Niggas always ready to slide
Until that day come
Bet your closes ones always stay solid Until that case come
Flagrant.
Life can be wicked stay on yo ten toes Momma said go get the money
Don't never chase hoes
Pray that I never fall victim
To 12 in plain clothes
Homies turned material witness
To make the case load
.Niggas ain't ya niggas
Watch they perpetrate
Time a little clearer
Watch my oyster perpetuate
My grass green around these parts
Take this shit to heart
Cause I started in the mud
I'm not the person you should judge
I'm the person you should love
Give the shirt right off my back
If you came short on some dollars
You should know I got ya back
Think ahead before react
Watch them people when you trap
Niggas slimy like a snail
See them numbers bet they tell
Rydin dolo picking up on my change Like wishing wells
But I'm not the type to fold
Always go I will prevail
Had to change up how I scale
Had to weigh my better options
Either travel wit the rap
Or hit the corner Butta rocking (yeah)