This a letter to my momma, I know you tired of the struggle
One day we gon' bubble, just gotta stay out of trouble
Can't get caught up [?], I was runnin' around tryna hit
Cause I was schemin' on my dick, and no [?] for shit
I be totin' all them stolos, like when I'm totin' pistols
I can't let 'em change my life, rather see me in the system
This shit fucked up, fell victim
Wipe your tools and [?]
Doing all this for you, so I can move you out the trenches
Babygirl I miss you
I really wanna kiss you
I be locked behind these gates, don't dream about reminiscing
Got direct fouled at 16, [?]
They wanna see me [?] in prison
Cause it's about time till a young nigga [?]
[?]
So I can tell you that I love you
[?] in the waters, 3 other brothers
Taking care of us all, got tired of watching you struggle
Dropped my nuts, became [?]
Made a vow to myself never to watch you struggle again
Robbing [?] became the [?] they was saying
Made a vow to myself never to watch you struggle again
This a letter to my momma, I know you tired of the struggle
One day we gon' bubble, just gotta stay out of trouble
Can't get caught up [?], I was runnin' around tryna hit
Cause I was schemin' on my dick, and no [?] for shit
I be totin' all them stolos, like when I'm totin' pistols
I can't let 'em change my life, rather see me in the system
This shit fucked up, fell victim
Wipe your tools and [?]
Doing all this for you, so I can move you out the trenches
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