Текст песни Mama Told Me - Slim Flock

Yea
I got my tombstone ready if I drop
On the road I was skirting past the cops
My lil nigga told me he gon hit a drop
Bankroll looking like Fetty wap
I got my tombstone ready if I drop
On the road I was skirting past the cops
My lil nigga told me he gon hit a drop
Bankroll looking like Fetty wap

My mama told me I′ma make it to the top
My mama told me never ever trust a cop
My mama told me bout them boys around the block
My mama told me how they plotting for my spot
My mama told me bout them bitches on the low
How they scheming for the pot & want the dough
Fuck these bitches then I kick em out my door
Catching feelings shawty that's the way it go

I got my tombstone ready if i drop
On the road I was skirting past the cops
My lil nigga told me he gon hit a drop
Bankroll looking like Fetty wap
I got my tombstone ready if I drop
On the road I was skirting past the cops
My lil nigga told me he gon hit a drop
Bankroll looking like Fetty wap

And they don′t ever wanna see you on top
They just wanna see you locked up in a box
I gotta make my mama proud that's all I got
Niggas tripping if you think I'm bout to stop
All you niggas on my phone just wasting time
My shawty know I′m on the road I′m on my grind
And if it ain't about the money why you trying
Realest nigga I ain′t even in my prime in due time
In due time
In due time
In due time no

Yea okay I switched up
Niggas must think I give a fuck
I know where I came from
Stayed down since day one
Took a L like game one
But a nigga never ever gave up
No co sign but I'm still here
Like niggas can′t phase us
I know some things about you
I should keep to myself
Save the fake love for someone else
Why you rap like someone else
All the records that you putting out
On the real nigga you could use the help
This ain't what you down for
Show me what you down for

I got my tombstone ready if I drop
On the road I was skirting past the cops
My lil nigga told me he gon hit a drop
Bankroll looking like Fetty wap
I got my tombstone ready if I drop
On the road I was skirting past the cops
My lil nigga told me he gon hit a drop
Bankroll looking like Fetty wap

Heard you in your feelings
Guess you feeling me
I know that these niggas ain′t feeling me
Money coming in it ont ever leave
So much money she ain't fuck for free
Bad bitches always wanna fuck wit me
Told her bring a friend
Shawty brought the whole team
Brought it back for me like 03 yea