Madre
[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Look
Ayy, yeah
Ayy, yeah

[Verse: 1]
Mama said "Never look back"
You got a lot of shit goin' for ya'
I see why I go to work twenty hour days
Wanna bring it home for ya'
Times I gotta bad tone for ya'
But I would take a fucking soul for ya'
And that's a motherfuckin' fact
I would flip some damn packs, shoot the damn pole for ya'
Damn, exaggerations, lil' bih
But it's admiration for the shit you did
Cleanin', wipin' tables for your only kid
Had to do it different than your mama did
Had to pick it up and do a lot of shit
Mama, I remember in the shelter
You was cryin', I was young but I felt it
[?]
What the fuck you think we goin' through
You always said that we gon' make it through
All the shit they said we couldn't do
All the shit these niggas wouldn't do
And now I'm doin' shit this money on long
These niggas talkin' but these niggas they clones
And I was down so bad but now I'm withdrawin'
And mom I wish that you was here when I'm grown
To see me Stackin' rackin', It's takin' off, Aladdin
Poppin' like it's static, I'm in the zone
Goin' interstellar, I was in the cellar
Xanny, feelin' better, I was alone
I was independent, Lemony Snicket
And everything was goin' wrong [?]
I had to do it had to pick it up, pick it up
Fuck these niggas doin' shit on my own
Yuh
[Bridge]
Ayy, yeah
Ayy, ayy
Look
Now I'm eighteen wit' a bag
Twenty-five hundred my dash
[?]
I cannot fuck wit' no last

[Verse: 2]
Told a lil' nigga get back, .40 gon' blow like a brass
Big gas, big thraxx, new nigga, that's facts
Hop In a Wraith with a sunroof, bad bitch wanna come through
She gon' catch a whole frontal
All these bitches yea they run through
Wrappin' that shit in a bundle, hunnids
Burner make a nigga humble
I remember in the summer, packs flippin' out a couple dozen
I was movin', fuck the sittin', runnin' this shit like a [?]
Broke nigga, independant, but mom I'm at the sixth digit
Had to do it from the jump, thirteen [?]
I was in and out the song, fucked up, I ain't seen the sun
Fourteen, fuck the hoes in bed, mentally [?] shit was depressing
Fuck the [?]
A lot of demons, had to fire correct
And so shit was gettin' old, hop out a hoe
Had to do I song, pick up the O
Smoke the O, Nigga never gon' fold
In the corner sto' sippin' a fo'
Ruse, nigga, that's Ruse
All the shit we went through