Luyện nghe bài hát Momma

Momma, I don't want to see you struggle
Tired of seeing me bump heads my big brother
Momma, that's big bruh you ain't got to
We'll die together, kill together, face a and jury
Momma, I'm a father to my little sister
Gotta make sure she do momma she my baby sister
Momma, I'm living how you taught a nigga
Said I ain't raising no pussies I got one nigga
I remember them Feds and got a nigga
Asked me where you at and I wouldn't talk to
Momma, living room floor with tears in my eyes them say you gon be gone for a long time momma

Shout out my Auntie Janet she a
did 10 back out and she still hustling
[?] used to write you letters tell you she love you
we used to drive to visit you up in Kentucky
Like we went from being rich that shit was ugly
my momma got a job man she selling groceries
Used to a house in Vegas when we was doing good
And a house behind now we in the hood
Used to have a Benz now we got a Nissan
And I can't get a pair of Jordans that's fucking my mental
I'm tryna let you visualize what I done been through
And this shit public record nigga you check my credentials

I switched the hustle put us back on top
Momma live on 5 acres brother, in drop
Sister she an get her own M's
Feds still watch the but we don't even see 'em
I ain't tripping nigga this the art of hustle
I went flipping dope to buying houses, flipping homes
Momma me fuck your losses just keep moving on
If you get caught just snitch one day you coming home
Momma, me the game and for Mother's Day, I spent a million and a half for you at Prive
And you the owner, I'm a worker, shit yours do what you wanna you deserve it

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