On My Mama

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Lemme know lemme know this is it
 Lemme know lemme know this is it
 I got more in store yeah I'm working on my gifts
 They just wanna ride the wave better call a Lyft
 I don't mess with the fake counterfeit
 You can tell by the way that I spit
 It's legit on my momma dem
 I know that I'm blessed
 So no problems then, yeah yeah
 Haven't written in a minute, so you know I'm bout to kill it
 Touch my tape
 Better wear fire proof gloves when you get it
 Hit you wit a metaphor, play it twice before you get it
 Imma get it
 Imma win it
 I'm gon keep it
 I'm gon spend it
 Ay
 What I need food for, music feed my soul
 I been having dreams
 Having dreams of the road
 World tour
 Moves all around the globe
 Big dreams
 Since five years old
 Four door
 Hop out for the jet
 My turn
 Yes, I'm up next
 Big man tings, that's the only thing I know
 Bad gyal ting, just pulled up on the road
 Hard man fi dead, man I'm bad to the bone
 Rude and Naija boy on the throne
 Come thru
 We can kick it like Kempo
 Turn up, and switch up the tempo
 My body's just like a temple
 Popping, blowing up like a pimple
 Sucka, for a girl with some dimples
 Own this
 Nah, it's not a rental
 Yea
 I'm the future
 Got the keys
 I'm a lion
 I'm a beast
 I was born a fucking king
 And I don't need to talk shit, resume speaking for itself
 Dead the old me, got to know me, now I know me and I really like myself
 Brooklyn
 Lemme know lemme know this is it
 Lemme know lemme know this is it
 I got more in store yeah I'm working on my gifts
 They just wanna ride the wave better call a Lyft
 I don't mess with the fake counterfeit
 You can tell by the way that I spit
 It's legit on my momma dem
 I know that I'm blessed
 So no problems then, yeah yeah
 This that grand slam hit got me like Serena
 Undefeated imma pass it up to Venus
 I can run the game out this world
 You stuck in arenas
 All the proof you need is right here fuck about subpoenas
 Better fear the kid and the skills fresh up out the cleaners
 Uh
 Take a loss, bounce right back
 U don't know the meaning
 You still lying on ya back yeah spread eagle
 Use to laugh at the boy sounding like hyenas
 But like mufasa son I'm coming right back for my kingdom
 I was gone for a while
 But I'm the one that matters like a only child
 Mafia style, mess with us now
 Face a whole squad off a speed dial
 That's a real media takeout
 Ain't I AI Just Practice had u lit like a bonfire
 So i plan to keep it going nothing but flames nigga till i retire
 Sleeping on me yeah u real tired
 Mm mm mm Eminem Eminem guess u walked a 8 mile
 Bet you won't do it again
 Teacher of year learnt ya lesson
 Lemme know lemme know this is it
 Lemme know lemme know this is it
 I got more in store yeah I'm working on my gifts
 They just wanna ride the wave better call a Lyft
 I don't mess with the fake counterfeit
 You can tell by the way that I spit
 It's legit on my momma dem
 I know that I'm blessed
 So no problems then, yeah yeah
 I got some shit that's on my mind
 They told me bottle that
 Made me an example
 Sorry you won't get your model back
 Damn, I lost it
 Once again I done tossed it
 Fumbling while I'm rolling up
 I gotta gold the cup
 I gotta goal to rush
 I gotta plan
 Really gotta go and get a band
 Really go and be a man
 Do for the kin
 Like I'm never seeing them again
 Really gotta go and make amends
 Putting my
 Pride up know I got that
 When do I
 Rise up like a falcon
 City I'm
 Sorry that I been gone
 I just been
 Running with the bosses
 And I came from the West of town
 Know I'm royalty when
 Looking at my cap and gown
 I rock Nike Blazers
 And hoodie with a smell
 Get it for the low
 I promise Goodwill is on sale
 I'm with show and tell
 God I'm getting all this money
 I keep punching in my code
 I pray I never see a day
 That's wasted of my soul
 I lay awake and wait
 For haters reaching for my gold
 Cause I ain't never seen a gator
 Eating peaches off a pole
 

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Duration
04:48
Key
9
Tempo
148 BPM

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