I think my mama was a gangsta
I think my daddy was a rollin' stone
I was lookin' for some answers
While forgettin' there was rice at home
That's every day, that's every day with it, yeah
And every night that she would pray for me, yeah
Tell the devil keep away from me, yeah
Feed my soul and fix a plate for me, yeah
I think my mama was a hustler and had to double up
Felt the love when she was tough with us, I had to toughen up
Think my daddy still in love with her, but not in love with love
Didn't get it till I got it, probably where I got it from
I dot my I's and cross my T's, but in thе streets, I'm troublesome
Did my best to keep it low-kеy, but my mama worrisome
I worry, too, I worry, worry when the trouble follow us
When I was scared, she gave me hugs
But knew she couldn't coddle us
'Cause it gets scary in this wild, wild world
Wild, wild world, but it's all I know
My mama told me that this life get cold
Life get cold, but it still goes on
I think my mama was a gangsta
I think my daddy was a rollin' stone
I was lookin' for some answers
While forgettin' there was rice at home
That's every day, that's every day with it, yeah (That's every day, that's every day)
And every night that she would pray for me, yeah (Every night she would pray)
Tell the devil keep away from me, yeah
Feed my soul and fix a plate for me, yeah
My son mother was a hustler, forever proud of her
Wrote a book and raised a king, fuck whoever doubted her
Did our best to do our best, even when it didn't work
Lord knows I ain't perfect and I caused a lot of hurt
I could blame it on my trauma, but I put my healin' first
Moonwalkin' through the fire, a generational curse
My son gettin' big, he gettin' tall, he get gettin' handsome
If he got my pen, I'm bettin' he goin' platinum
No good at the lullabies, I'm better when I rap to him
Wishin' I could call my dad just so I could chat to him
Maybe it's a culture thing, wonder what the answer was
My mama said, "Forgiveness is, go handle your businesses"
'Cause it gets scary in this wild, wild world
Wild, wild world, but it's all I know
My mama told me that this life get cold
Life get cold, but it still goes on
I think my mama was a gangsta
I think my daddy was a rollin' stone
I was lookin' for some answers
While forgettin' there was rice at home
That's every day, that's every day with it, yeah (That's every day, that's every day)
And every night that she would pray for me, yeah (Every night she would pray)
Tell the devil keep away from me, yeah
Feed my soul and fix a plate for me, yeah
I think my mama was a gangsta (I think my mama was a gangsta)
I think my daddy was a rollin' stone
I was lookin' for some answers (Yeah, yeah)
While forgettin' there was rice at home
That's every day, that's every day with it, yeah (That's every day, that's every day)
And every night that she would pray for me, yeah (Every night she would pray)
Tell the devil keep away from me, yeah (Devil, keep away from me)
Feed my soul and fix a plate for me, yeah (Fix a plate, fix a plate)
Go, go mama
Go mama
Go, go, go mama
Go, go, go mama
Go, go, go
Get it, get it, get it
Hey, hey
Da-da-da-di-da
Da-da-da-di-da
Da-da-da-di-da
Da-da-da-di-da
Da-da-da-di-da
Go, go, go mama (Da-da-da-di-da)
Go, go, go mama
Go, go, go mama (Da-da-da-di-da)
Get it, get it, get it (Da-da-da-di-da)
Hey, hey (Da-da-da-di-da)
You're doing very well
I'm so proud of you, what you are doing
Very, very well
You can't do anymore than what you are doing
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