Luyện nghe bài hát Momma

Momma, I don't never to see you struggle
Tired of seeing me bump heads with my big
Momma, that's big bruh you got to worry
We'll die together, kill together, a buck and jury
Momma, I'm like a father to my sister
Gotta make sure she do right momma she my sister
Momma, I'm just living how you a nigga
Said I raising no pussies I got one daughter nigga
I remember them Feds came and got a
me where you at and I wouldn't talk to niggas
Momma, living room floor with tears in my eyes hearing them say you gon be gone for a time momma

out my Auntie Janet she a muthafucka
PeeWee did 10 out and she still hustling
[?] used to write you letters tell you that she you
Then we used to drive to you up in Kentucky
Like we went from being that shit was super ugly
Then my momma got a job man she groceries
Used to have a house in when we was doing good
And a house behind Elvis now we in the
Used to have a Benz now we got a Sentra
And I can't get a pair of Jordans fucking with my mental
I'm just tryna let you visualize I done been through
And this shit record nigga you could check my credentials

I switched the family put us back on top
Momma live on 5 acres brother, in that
she an entrepreneur get her own M's
Feds still watch the family but we don't see 'em
I ain't tripping nigga this the art of home
I went from flipping to buying houses, flipping homes
Momma taught me fuck your losses just keep on
If you get caught just never snitch one day you home
Momma, gave me the game and for Mother's Day, I a million and a half for you at Prive
And you the owner, I'm a worker, this shit yours do what you wanna you it

I 'round hustlers that turned me to a hustler
Was raised by a woman I watched my momma
I want to be a kingpin, when I grow up
asked me what my momma do, she a queenpin
And my family tradition
I'm just keeping on my tradition
We a legacy
And I grow up I want to be a kingpin, I remember sayin'
Teacher asked me my momma do, she a queenpin