Hey, Mama, know I ain't never tell you this But it really me knowin' I'm runnin' you crazy I wanna talk to you real
My momma told me while I run these streets she can't Her phone ring at night, she think some'n happened to me Her so bad right now she can't even watch TV She turn her every time she see a police
She scared to look it might be me in the back seat Whenever she about a shootin' her heart skip a beat She heard the Feds was in the town, her knees got She know I'm at the house, the time she at peace
Her blood pressure through the roof all of me Her favorite words is 'Dope ain't the way to eat' She told me other day she hope I die in these streets I pray to God she don't wipe her hands with me
I'm a goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a Shit Im now got nothin' to do with how you raised me killin' me to know I'm runnin my momma crazy
Goon to the streets but to my momma I'm her baby Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a of a lady Shit Im doin' now got to do with how you raised me killin me to know Im runnin my momma crazy
Remember the nights me sittin' up in a cell I'm wakin' you up out of sleep, it's me callin' you from jail You say it but I know inside you mad as hell You called off from work just to bond me out of
I get in trouble, I you, seem like it never fail Can you now, "Boy, you need to sit your ass down somewhere" I come and eat, I take a then I'm outta there I know I'm stressin' you at times, like I don't care
You wrote bad checks for me to have somethin' to You your freedom for me, nowadays that's real rare Every time I think about the shit, I shed a tear That's why I buy you for Father's Day every year
I'm a to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady Shit Im doin' now got to do with how you raised me killin me to know Im runnin my momma crazy
Goon to the streets but to my momma I'm her baby Raised a street by yourself, you a hell of a lady Shit Im doin' now got nothin' to do how you raised me Shit killin me to Im runnin my momma crazy
You did the you could with me and I love you for that Wanted me to stay in school but that ain't my heart was at I got exposed to the streets and fell in with stacks And all the times I hurt you wish I could take it
When left us you stepped up and took up his slack I know I'm selfish and theres some'n I know I lack This shit I'm now I know you raised me better than that You me how to be a man and showed me how to act
I wonder how you still proud I'm your son After all the stuff I took you through and all the I done Well, you told me when God want me, how I can't run Before He me, want you to know how much I love you, Mom
I'm a goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her Raised a street by yourself, you a hell of a lady Shit Im doin' now got to do with how you raised me Shit killin me to Im runnin my momma crazy
to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby Raised a nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady Shit Im doin' now got to do with how you raised me Shit killin me to know Im runnin my crazy
I think I'm speakin' for every street nigga 'round the I don't we sit down long enough sometime Just to what we takin' our momma through It hurt me to know, dawg, that I'm my momma crazy And it really killin' me to know I'm help killin' my momma