Having conversations with mama, man my life is a been returning the texts, so she been reading the press She got Google Alerts, them shits go to her phone She worry bout me from home, you know she me alone She "I heard you back with you know who I told her "Girl I'm back with you know who" And she "Who are we kidding You're 27 you just you You're your child, man thank God you got some me in you" At least I always, at I always see it through At least I'm being true to what you taught me Retired teacher but your still got me evolving Never get sloppy drunk, but alcohol is problem And look I hate it when you hate on all my And assistants always convinced that there's always someone Like girl from that gym who trains you I know you wanna arrange it, you told me free Thursday And I'm sure she's a angel but she don't want this life The timing right Maybe one day but one day with us is a time of a life We do that people pay to document You got the sweetest but I'm not here to give out compliments, or boost nobody confidence momma I got no in this momma I don't pretend with momma joke with this momma I pull the knife out my back and cut they throat with it I'm "Game of Thrones" with it I'm " Home Alone" with it I'm t- I really hate this tone with you momma I really hate aggressive on this phone with you momma I really hate wasting time to check a clone or two momma It's just they me momma Them niggas momma Its like - I'm the one they be momma I just- I- I can't be out here vulnerable momma I mean I em every time they do a song with me momma I sing a they sing along with me momma What more they from me momma? Yeah, is a crazy life But you and the six me right "Don't take advice," that was great advice You and the six raised me right, that shit saved my
Having conversations with momma, we talkin' bout dad You he dropping a single, he saying this is his window That nigga still linen, that nigga still in the club him after we get off the phone and show him some love That nigga for real, girl he love you to death He made mistakes his life that he still doesn't accept But he just our forgiveness, and fuck it look how we living I'm content with this story, who are we not to him? At least I been to a prison, at least I know what it's I used to rap on the phone, one of his friends doing And now I got me a Grammy, that could be part of the Let's just call shit even, we got some things to believe in Do you remember back to Weston Road, Scarlett Hangin' with Aaron Bell and shit could've gone south for me he looked out for me ma He never let me do He let me shoot a gun one summer but out there everyone He made me to his music, old music, soul music Shit that can only be if you go through it I used to get teased for black, and now I'm here and I'm not black enough Cause I'm not acting tough or making up bout where I'm actually from But I just roll with it momma, rolling with it momma Gotta be careful around rolling stones or that's tryna throw stones at me momma I'm not condoning it They will not tear nothing down I built this home for you Know I call enough momma I just working with so little time for personal momma Hard labor let me pay the You and the six me right that shit saved my life