Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry Momma

Momma I ain't acting like her son
I'm getting money Momma, you ain't giving me none
You can't buy me them J's that come out
So get used to the things that I'm for dollars
You said: "Boy, you watch your back
Your in jail, remember that"
Momma it get that
You "Don't call me for no bail money"
Thought I could call for anything, I you cared for me
You said: "Keenon, keep that out my house"
I "I'm eighteen"
You said: "This your place?" Nah, this is 8
Smacked me like bah, "you disrespectful nigga"
Like mmm momma you lucky, I can't hit ya
"You gon' treat me like this? And you know I seizures
You know I take pills for headaches and fevers"
Damn, now I'm feeling than a man
'Cause you birth me and I was like I couldn't understand
I'm momma

Let me take some off your shoulders
I'm singing to
You ain't gotta now, them days is over

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

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