Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry Momma

Momma said I ain't like her son
'Cause I'm money Momma, you ain't giving me none
You can't buy me them J's that out tomorrow
So get used to the things I'm doing for dollars
You said: "Boy, you better watch your
Your pops in jail, that"
Momma it get that
You "Don't call me for no bail money"
Thought I could call for anything, I thought you for me
You said: "Keenon, keep that out my house"
I "I'm eighteen"
You said: "This your place?" Nah, is Section 8
Smacked me like bah, "you little nigga"
Like mmm you lucky, lucky I can't hit ya
"You gon' treat me like this? And you I have seizures
You know I take pain for headaches and fevers"
Damn, now I'm less than a man
you birth me and I was actin' like I couldn't understand
I'm sorry

Let me take some weight off your
I'm to momma
You ain't gotta worry now, them days is

I'm sorry momma, I I ain't shit
I know I lied a lot, I know I ain't
Your dollars
Yeah, that was me who stole 'em out purse
(What?) yeah, I it hurts
I remember days we used to go to
I used to fall asleep, that shit used to work nerves
I remember you had surgery
In a wheelchair, hooked to IV's hurt me
You're like Superwoman in my
You do a lot to be out of one eye
But you ain't let that you back
You win on your marathon and run your
I broke into houses and sold things for you
I know that ain't the of things your son should do
You birth to me, I love you and thank you
Just know well-appreciated

Let me take some weight off shoulders
I'm to momma
You gotta worry now, them days is over