Текст песни Letter To My Momma - TYP CAM

Yuh
You know what the fuck going on man
This the realest shit I ever wrote
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This that letter to my momma nigga
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And I ain't really with the drama nigga
Yeah I do it for my momma nigga
East Muskogee shit

Wrote this letter to my momma yeah I really hope you get it
And all the things you done for me aint no way I can forget it
Put my pain into this music this the only way they hear it
We was really in the struggle tryna upgrade our living

Wrote this letter to my momma yeah I really hope you get it
And all the things you done for me aint no way I can forget it
Put my pain into this music this the only way they hear it
We was really in the struggle tryna upgrade our living

We aint really have much but you made sure that I ate
Like a real mother would you put sum food up on my plate
Really been up on my grind you know yo son gonna be great
They ain even in my way so Ima let these niggas hate

Yeah I jumped up off the porch aint no saving me it's to late
Because that money really callin and a nigga need a play
I made a promise to myself that I won't trap where you lay
I think about you every day I hope you get to make it home safe

Im a demon in these streets but an angles in my mommas eyes
Changed my old ways cuz I can't bare to see my momma cry
Why they hating on me cuz they see I'm always on my grind
It's deeper than a rap I put my pain into these fuckin lines

Wrote this letter to my momma yeah I really hope you get it
And all the things you done for me aint no way I can forget it
Put my pain into this music this the only way they hear it
We was really in the struggle tryna upgrade our living

Wrote this letter to my momma yeah I really hope you get it
And all the things you done for me aint no way I can forget it
Put my pain into this music this the only way they hear it
We was really in the struggle tryna upgrade our living

I'm tryna to get this bag so you aint gotta do that stressing
No more fighting with my sister man that shit is such a blessing
I can't let em catch me lackin ima hit em with this weapon
You aint talkin bout no money then that shit is coming second

You would always tell me no I went and got it on my own
Never really had a Christmas never cared about it tho
Yeah it kinda made me humble really helped a nigga grow
Now I'm getting to these commas tryna put you in a home

We gone travel round the globe and maybe take a trip to Rome
That's the least I can do you really put me in a home
And I can't end the track without saying thank you in this song
Ain gotta worry bout a thang bc that money running long

Wrote this letter to my momma yeah I really hope you get it
And all the things you done for me aint no way I can forget it
Put my pain into this music this the only way they hear it
We was really in the struggle tryna upgrade our living

Wrote this letter to my momma yeah I really hope you get it
And all the things you done for me aint no way I can forget it
Put my pain into this music this the only way they hear it
We was really in the struggle tryna upgrade our living