Luyện nghe bài hát Mama / Show Love

[Part I:
Logic]
Mama, at me now
Mama, at me now

1: Logic]
I got the juice, coming for you and I'm the noose
'em hanging, my shit banging
Second that I in the game, I'm aiming
Hold up, a minute, break it down for the laymen
(Do-do-do-do-do-do)
I'm killin' everybody, I'm the MC that the study
Look up to me, little (Do it like me, little buddy)
Save yo money, don't think about a
'Til ya sellin' out arenas, and you're like a

Everybody what it be like
Now it what it seem like, now it it dream like
Go green light, somethin' what a fiend like
Do it for the and we do it for the love
And we do it for the high that we get, when we in the whip
And somebody pull up on you and vibe-vibe-vibing your shit

[Chorus: Logic & YBN
(Yeah, uh), look at me now

[Verse 2: YBN
Mama look what you created, now I'm super
And I'm truly hated 'cause I'm real
But she too 'cause she knew we made it
Got the sueded on some trill shit
I be coolin', nigga, making stupid
But the truth is than the fake shit
they shoot the killers and produce the triggers
I go two on some Bape shit
Look at all the and the fortune, the pain and extortion
The and the Porches, the same, but it's gorgeous
called me, said your name on the Forbes list
Thank god your daddy never paid for
But sharing clothes, times, I'ma cherish those
Now I'm stuck Paris shows
Embarrass hoes, I'm carousel, I'm careless
I bear the toe, don't dare soul (My god)

Logic]
Mama, at me now

3: Logic]
Ayy, I'm the one that's you're from
They get it done, I'm killing them a gun
Take it in, rake it in like a leaf a money tree
Keep it goin', keep it goin', get the money, get the
When it's sunny, 'cause when them clouds
I can promise depression
That's you learn your lesson
Thought you was cut out for this, profession
Go be the best and all of that, nah all of that
No one him back, yeah, no falling back
Breaking on stage, break it down the page
Breaking down age
Like, like now, all you do is compare, compare, Comparing yourself to the world
And you losing yourself to the
And you're losing yourself to your money, your fame, and your
You have plans, you is in demand, they don't give a (Damn)
all your money on bullshit and drama
Had zeros and zeros, and commas on
On commas, on commas, on (On commas)

[Chorus:
Mama, at me now (Me now)

[Part 2: Love]
[Verse 4:
Ayy, ayy, bitch, get the off my dick
better, I'ma talk my shit
Put him on my back, then I my shit
around, flick my wrist, get it like this
I got more plaques than I know to do with
Believed in myself when nobody knew it
Goddamn, I through it
Goddamn, I been it
You ain't got class, bitch you been
I am the truest, no to ask
Back it up, girl, now back ass
get bitches 'cause bitches love Bobby
And all of the say Bobby delicious
To say I love bitches fictitious

[Interlude:
'Cause I, I respect
But let's be real, man, there's bad bitches out there

[Verse 5:
Man, I'm playing
She flipped the reefer, don't what I'm saying
I'm pushin' 30, my, I'm pushin' 30, my man (It's to have fun)
Shoutout that boy Gambino, shoutout boy K. Dot
that boy young Drizzy, all y'all been doing a lot
Why the rap game so scared to show
I don't but I am not
That shit right there, I'm Black
Y'all it back to the roots
Yes, I definitely got the juice
Yes, I got for the game
Don't do this shit for the
how we people the same
Don't what set you claim
Shoutout boy YG, Nat King Cole and JID
Everybody know I be in the V.I.P (Huh)
Psych, not me
Too many people to name, but know I got for you all
If you need me, I got you, I promise, give me a call
Hip hop, we a family, but the beast wanna ban me
'Cause I am me, speak love, not hate, so they don't me
better get that Grammy
Give me my where props is due
Why everybody wanna come stop
Maybe mad that they not you
When you piece that and love
Make them wanna through, pop shots at you
no love, fuck that, show love
Don't buck like a bitch