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  • Mama told me stay away from them ******
    Mama told me she had a K for them ******
    Mama told me she go to pay for them ******
    While my grandmother told me that she would pray for them ******
    They just young black and ignorant
    Lusting over models and the Benjamins

    Got the game twisted like what? licorice
    When I was rocking lottos moving packs in front of McDonalds
    She was looking for me, pulled up in that Old El Dorado
    I was running around with Chase, chasing new black wheels
    Why would I do that still? That's what got 2Pac killed...
    But I use that still cause I won't do that deal
    Screw the muzzle in potatoes of that new Mac Mill
    What did I learn? Nothing
    My papa smoking sherm blunts and
    Beating on my moms like her head was a percussion
    Tat! Tat! My.45 knocking on your window
    She said there would be days like this, Pharrell, drop the instrumental

    Yezzir...

    I know I must go and I don't know my way Still don't know where we all came from

    Crack a Swisher, crack a 5th up
    Hennessy pouring like Niagara Falls
    Used to watch Magic, he showed me how to ball
    Moms working late night, to get a plate right
    Had some older brothers, all we did was smoke and play-fight
    Wish I could go back to them days cause streets don't play right
    Some ****** hard, other ****** was the Kid N Play type
    Didn't stop me from pretending I was Apollo from Rocky
    Working on my dip-game, now nobody wanna box me
    Pick and choose, stick and move
    So many dudes ended up in sleeping bags on late-night news
    But not my mama's song, going around the hood serving customers
    She yapping in my ear, but it's louder than the muffler
    What I didn't listen to, I wish I would've trusted her
    Wish I had a shovel, be digging both of my brothers up
    Like "here hug em ma, one last time"
    Put a chain on both of them ******, they get one last shine
    I know I must go and I don't know my way Still don't know where we all came from

    Put down, recognize your a block king cause it's my town

    Word to my mother you can throw up your rock now
    Got off the beef **** cause I ain't tryna see my mama in all-black
    Right there, crying over hard facts
    Now she gotta turn in all her cars and get her house back
    Never! She carried me for 9 months so she can have whatever
    Plus she taught me how to shoot Berettas, told me that I'd be a king
    So RIP to Coretta, if you don't understand that
    Then refer to my letter, while I sprinkle
    ****** with platinum, from my last album
    Got the check, so I signed on the X like Malcolm
    Riding through the hood, you hating ****** like "how come? "
    That ****** Game got it, heard he selling talcum
    Either way, hey playboy, check it, this is the outcome
    You might not like it, but my mama psychic
    Why you ****** twisted like the top of a Sidekick?
    I know I must go and I don't know my way Still don't know where we all came from
  • [00:22.53]Mama told me stay away from them ******
    [00:24.53]Mama told me she had a K for them ******
    [00:27.16]Mama told me she go to pay for them ******
    [00:29.52]While my grandmother told me that she would pray for them ******
    [00:32.01]They just young black and ignorant
    [00:33.56]Lusting over models and the Benjamins
    [00:35.21]
    [00:35.78]Got the game twisted like what? licorice
    [00:37.89]When I was rocking lottos moving packs in front of McDonalds
    [00:40.32]She was looking for me, pulled up in that Old El Dorado
    [00:42.81]I was running around with Chase, chasing new black wheels
    [00:44.74]Why would I do that still? That's what got 2Pac killed...
    [00:47.57]But I use that still cause I won't do that deal
    [00:50.04]Screw the muzzle in potatoes of that new Mac Mill
    [00:52.80]What did I learn? Nothing
    [00:53.79]My papa smoking sherm blunts and
    [00:55.36]Beating on my moms like her head was a percussion
    [00:58.03]Tat! Tat! My.45 knocking on your window
    [01:00.40]She said there would be days like this, Pharrell, drop the instrumental
    [01:03.25]
    [01:03.86]Yezzir...
    [01:04.88]
    [01:13.73]I know I must go and I don't know my way Still don't know where we all came from
    [01:23.07]
    [01:33.59]Crack a Swisher, crack a 5th up
    [01:35.28]Hennessy pouring like Niagara Falls
    [01:36.58]Used to watch Magic, he showed me how to ball
    [01:38.57]Moms working late night, to get a plate right
    [01:40.44]Had some older brothers, all we did was smoke and play-fight
    [01:42.68]Wish I could go back to them days cause streets don't play right
    [01:45.53]Some ****** hard, other ****** was the Kid N Play type
    [01:48.09]Didn't stop me from pretending I was Apollo from Rocky
    [01:50.83]Working on my dip-game, now nobody wanna box me
    [01:53.57]Pick and choose, stick and move
    [01:55.42]So many dudes ended up in sleeping bags on late-night news
    [01:58.23]But not my mama's song, going around the hood serving customers
    [02:01.06]She yapping in my ear, but it's louder than the muffler
    [02:03.68]What I didn't listen to, I wish I would've trusted her
    [02:05.97]Wish I had a shovel, be digging both of my brothers up
    [02:08.66]Like "here hug em ma, one last time"
    [02:10.95]Put a chain on both of them ******, they get one last shine
    [02:13.83]I know I must go and I don't know my way Still don't know where we all came from
    [02:23.49]
    [02:34.32]Put down, recognize your a block king cause it's my town
    [02:35.93]
    [02:36.59]Word to my mother you can throw up your rock now
    [02:39.10]Got off the beef **** cause I ain't tryna see my mama in all-black
    [02:41.60]Right there, crying over hard facts
    [02:44.21]Now she gotta turn in all her cars and get her house back
    [02:46.70]Never! She carried me for 9 months so she can have whatever
    [02:49.69]Plus she taught me how to shoot Berettas, told me that I'd be a king
    [02:52.94]So RIP to Coretta, if you don't understand that
    [02:55.36]Then refer to my letter, while I sprinkle
    [02:57.15]****** with platinum, from my last album
    [02:59.22]Got the check, so I signed on the X like Malcolm
    [03:01.69]Riding through the hood, you hating ****** like "how come? "
    [03:04.55]That ****** Game got it, heard he selling talcum
    [03:06.79]Either way, hey playboy, check it, this is the outcome
    [03:09.38]You might not like it, but my mama psychic
    [03:11.73]Why you ****** twisted like the top of a Sidekick?
    [03:14.66]I know I must go and I don't know my way Still don't know where we all came from