Luyện nghe bài hát Mama / Show Love

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

[Verse 1:
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, wait a minute, break it down for the
(Do-do-do-do-do-do)
I'm everybody, I'm the MC that the MC's study
Look up to me, little buddy (Do it like me, buddy)
Save yo money, don't think about a
'Til ya sellin' out arenas, and you're like a

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

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

[Verse 2: YBN
Mama look you created, now I'm super faded
And I'm hated 'cause I'm real rich
But she too elated she knew we made it
Got the Louis sueded on some shit
I be coolin', nigga, stupid figures
But the is realer than the fake shit
Know they shoot the killers and produce the
I go two gorillas on some Bape
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 never paid for abortion
But sharing clothes, good times, I'ma cherish
Now I'm stuck Paris shows
hoes, I'm carousel, I'm careless though
I bear the toe, don't your soul (My god)

[Chorus:
Mama, at me now

3: Logic]
Ayy, I'm the one that's where you're
get it done, I'm killing them without a gun
Take it in, rake it in like a from a money tree
Keep it goin', keep it goin', get the money, get the
it's sunny, 'cause when them clouds come
I can it's depression
That's when you learn your
Thought you was cut out for this, profession
Go be the and all of that, nah fuck all of that
No one call him back, yeah, no falling
Breaking down on stage, break it down the
down your 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 money, your fame, and your fans
You have plans, you is in demand, they don't give a (Damn)
Spend all your money on and drama
Had zeros and zeros, and commas on
On commas, on commas, on (On commas)

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

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

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

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