Look Mama I Did It

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Damn, look Mama I did it
 This the same boy that was dancing in your kitchen
 And in the backseat singing, that's tradition
 We knew that whole Jill Scott down to transitions
 Mother's Day card "Hey Mama" lyrics within it
 Got you the pink kicks with the pink ribbon
 I want to scream so loud for you
 Can you hear it?
 Cause I'm so damn proud of you
 Can you feel it
 A year ago selling shoes trying to get commission
 Now making records for the kids that need a vision
 Cause I just found some friends that were also sick of wishing
 And we cooped up in a dentist office
 History was written
 Look Dad I did it
 Yup, look Dad I did it
 This the same boy that was dancing in your kitchen
 And in the back seat singing, that's tradition
 It sucks it took you passing to get me close to my sisters
 And my little brother not close enough I admit it
 Just sucks when I'm at your funeral and no one know I existed
 And I'm the one with your name man, isn't that twisted?
 But I ain't really tripping man, that's family business
 Had the same outfit on I graduated in
 Cause I heard you were fighting the doctors
 And they still made you miss it
 And that was down to the shoes
 The Stealth Foams, my favorite
 Third and last time will be at my first Grammy nomination
 Like look Dad I made it
 Yup look Dad I made it
 This the same boy that was dancing on the pavement
 The same kid that was at that hospital waiting
 The same that ain't going to stop 'til I'm the greatest
 Back against the wall and I came out swinging
 This beat is so beautiful I should of came out singing
 People kept on doubting so I kept on dreaming
 All these doors are opening up and me and them team in
 Was dealt a bad hand from the go
 But my momma saved my life
 Could have got left in the 'Go
 Forget participation trophies man I want the gold
 Tasted a little bit success and hell yeah I want more
 Trying to be a healthier man for my mini me
 Feeling like Luther now, man I miss the skinny me
 I don't ever do much, I guess it's never too much
 Nate hitting y'all with the hooks man he's too clutch
 P is the hottest in the game plus that man that cold
 And I'm living proof that you're never too old
 Kids looking up to me now, no pressure
 Not a role model but I'll appreciate your gestures
 Don't expect shit given you know you got to take it
 Either that or you got to fake it until you make it
 That must mean we got it cause we haven't faked shit
 Nobody in our lane cause we're constantly repaving
 Like look Mama I make it, look Mama I made it
 Doing all these shows and got the whole room singing
 I'm telling ya'll this is what victory sounds like
 And I'll be damned if this don't get the crowd hype
 Thanks to every fan who's shared our shit or bought some merch
 Never thought I'd see my face on someone's shirt
 Y'all the reason Imma go hard until it hurts
 Took you to the dentist office now we took you to church
 

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Duration
04:29
Key
7
Tempo
172 BPM

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