Текст песни Mother - ThaMonster

My mother doesn't like my friends, I'mma keep my hands tied
Nobody's praying for us but we can't keep our hands down
(Mother, please) pray over my people
(Mother, please) pray for my people
Mother, they don't know what they're doing, they d—
Yeah, blessings, blessings, I run out of blessings
Can't run out of presence, not good for my essence
It's unpleasant, thinking of friends when I'm flexing
Tryna get out, I'm tryna send 'em a message
Poverty-stricken, expecting respect
Trying to get out of debt, so we playing with death
Die about a check, take the scythe by myself
While the sun sets, was praying for them while they slept
Blessings, blessings, we go together
Birds of a Feather, I flock as a member
Grew up together, I will never let them
I can't be doing too much, I'm too special
Mom can't afford if I go out on bond
So I ran from the lights, I was 12, I was desperate
Praying to God that one day we get saved
Sticking with them cause relations is deep for the niggas that made it
Make sure it's heat so them niggas can pave it
Make sure it squeak so them niggas can crave it
Spiritual work got me places, I traded it all for the bag
Each one of y'all get a piece of the patience
I'm gettin' paid, I ain't got time for waitin'
For bitches that lie out they teeth with intentions of faith
Bitch, I'm gettin' all of 'em flagged
My mother doesn't like my friends (yeah)
I'mma keep my hands tied (nah, she hate em)
Nobody's praying for us but we can't keep our hands out
(No way we keeping our heads down)
(Mother, please) pray over my people
(Mother, please) pray for my people
Mother, they don't know what they're doing, they don't, they don't

(Yeah, let that section play)
They don't know, they don't know
They don't know, they don't know
(I been doing numbers, I'mma let you rock)
(We gon' make it all even)
(I spent—) they don't know, they don't know

Uh, I spent ten months
I mean, I spent four seasons
I been doing numbers, I'mma let you rock
We gon' make it all even
Few I should love
Who do I trust?
Got me fucked up if you think I'm staying

Fuck your promoters and no promotion
Y'all looking goofy, you been demoted
They look for people to blame the culture
The listener's avid, I know the culprit
None of y'all rappers got no devotion
It don't matter cause I been the coldest
Been writing since I'm 10, the plot thickens, don't it?
Got a kind heart and I'm well devoted
Ring slipping off (I'm losing weight again)
My sleep schedule fried (I can't be sleeping in)
The fans love me now, they cannot wait again
The window's open so I guess I'm seeping in
I can't wait to show you I got heat again
Im tryna get better, I'm (back on feet again)
Grown man beefing with me, he the kid (yeah)
Grown woman want they man to be the kid
Spying on me for a year, I seen it since
I been taking care of momma and my kids
Listen to my old songs and see the sense
You don't get the vision, you don't see the picture
I love when I rap and I disappear
I'mma rap for a little bit of spare time
I don't even need to get her souvenirs
She already got hoodies and hair ties
Mother, please, pray for these people
Not enough, I ain't praying either
I'm just trying not to be evil
I can't change my ways, I been making waves
What 'bout "Middle Name"? I ain't peaking
Tryna top myself, I been up for days
He's forgiving, I'm a bad man, allowed to be living
(Should be dead though)
In the game, got my name as a scarecrow (ah)
Losing peace but ain't losing my head, though
Lost my piece but I said what I said
I don't have a TEC, but I'm still a vet, though
Mother, please, pray for my people
Mother, please, pray for my ego
He's forgiving, I'm not even supposed to be living
Never catch me with my pants down
I'm tripping, spiked so I'm tense, now, I'm livid
My knife and your Gen5 not different
Like how you shot, didn't move, but you missed it
I thought they told you
I hope that your mother will hold you when you dripping
Like, "what am I supposed to do?"
I'll take care of yours but your journey here is—
Always been a—, gotta stand out
I can't do no stand-up, they'll think I have my hands out
Looking for a reason to see blood since I was ten
Might just crash and crash the whip, I'm saying
Rest in peace to Left Eye
The way that I'm living, I might just break in for the third time
Rather chill with 3RD than to face a fucking fed's eyes
Married to a violent lifestyle, never said vows
I don't wanna tell the industry about the man's prowess
I'm a sinner, I'm a sinner but I'm a repentant
They gon' try to treat me like a villain
But I'm good cause ain't nobody realer
I'm talking 'bout, ah
I'm in the field, don't come here with that chain, you'll get killed
All that nonsense for birds, not what's real