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
Leaving 'em hanging, my shit
that I came 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 the MC's study
Look up to me, buddy (Do it like me, little buddy)
Save yo money, don't think a Beamer
'Til ya sellin' out arenas, and you're like a

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

Logic & YBN Cordae]
Mama (Yeah, uh), at me now

2: YBN Cordae]
Mama look what you created, now I'm faded
And I'm truly hated I'm real rich
But she too 'cause she knew we made it
Got the Louis sueded on some shit
I be coolin', nigga, making figures
But the is realer than the fake shit
Know shoot the killers and produce the triggers
I go two gorillas on Bape shit
Look at all the fame and the fortune, the pain and
The and the Porches, the same, but it's gorgeous
Mama called me, said your name on the list
Thank god your daddy paid for abortion
But clothes, good times, I'ma cherish those
Now I'm stuck doing Paris
Embarrass hoes, I'm carousel, I'm careless
I bear the toe, don't your soul (My god)

Logic]
Mama, at me now

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

Logic]
Mama, at me now (Me now)

[Part 2: Show
[Verse 4:
Ayy, ayy, bitch, get the fuck off my
Everybody better, I'ma talk my
Put him on my back, then I walk my
Fuck around, flick my wrist, get it this
I got more than I know what to do with
Believed in myself when nobody else it
Goddamn, I been it
Goddamn, I been it
You got class, bitch you been truent
I am the truest, no to ask
Back it up, girl, now that ass
Bobby get bitches 'cause bitches Bobby
And all of the bitches say delicious
To say I love bitches completely

Logic]
'Cause I, I respect
But let's be real, man, there's some bad out there

5: Logic]
Man, I'm playing
She the reefer, don't know what I'm saying
I'm pushin' 30, my, I'm pushin' 30, my man (It's time to fun)
Shoutout boy Gambino, shoutout that boy K. Dot
Shoutout that boy Drizzy, all y'all been doing a lot
Why the rap so scared to show love?
I don't but I am not
shit right there, I'm Black Thought
Y'all bring it to the roots
Yes, I most got the juice
Yes, I got for the game
Don't do this shit for the
It's how we the same
Don't care what set you
Shoutout that boy YG, Nat Cole and JID
Everybody I be in the club V.I.P (Huh)
Psych, not me
Too many people to name, but I got love for you all
If you me, I got you, I promise, just give me a call
Hip hop, we a family, but the beast wanna ban me
I am me, speak love, not hate, so they don't understand me
2019 get that Grammy
Give me my where props is due
Why everybody wanna come stop
they mad that they not you
When you piece that peace and
Make them come through, pop shots at you
That's no love, that, show love
Don't back like a bitch