A Letter to Mom Video (MV)

Imma earn it for you
Get the money for you
I pray to god its for you
Workin hard its for you
To much respect for my momma
Climb to the top I'm a lhama
I wish it was now, give her the world
And imma keep goin don't let no one Hoe me
I stick with my homies they ride and Don't hoe me Cuz they mommas Know me, a crib with no cash, Ain't Nothing fony, eating a sandwich, with Only Baloney
We thuggin it out, and stickin together
Bros under weather, my sister is Better
Spoiled we get her, momma is Stressed,
Thought we were blessed, our life is a Mess
Couldn't have any guest, and you Know the rest
My momma was young when she had Us four
Know we had nothing but we ask for More
No father in sight, the problem at core
Only herself but she always adore
Stick on her nerves like she sticking Wit me
Driving her car cuz she gave me the Key
Doin her best standing up on her feet
Mom you're the G.O.A.T.
I would climb up top of the mountain And then go Back for you
Fly up to the moon when we make it Out and enjoy The view
Mom you're doing great its no doubt Im really in Love wit you
When I tell my story aint no way Imma forget you
Imma earn it for you
Get the money for you
I pray to god its for you
Workin hard its for you
You needa chance to rest
Imma really try my best
For my sins, I will confess
Makin plans so you won't stress
God is watching pass his test
Grinding till we become guest
People hatin they are pest
A blessings comin for us next
My plan will work out so just listen to Me, imma Start up this job and I'll With help the dough, and I'll Make You so proud and you don't even Know,
Cuz I'm still tryna glow, gotta find my Own flow, then We'll see how it go, Tryna climb to the top,
And for you I won't stop, I'll crack out My shell and Like soda go pop
Still young and sweet but not talking To cops
Mother taught me to be gentle but Caution
Said don't get mad so I'll try not to Cost you
Best mother award goes to you but They trippin
I'll spin anybody for you then I am Dippin
Our house is my squad and I'll carry Us all
Don't wanna go cuz I know yall might Fall
Mom you are amazing and there isn't A doubt
Im making music for you its not jus For the clout
Im letting people know what my Hero's about
You were there when it felt like we Was inna freakin Drought
Imma earn it for you
Get the money for you
I pray to god its for you
Workin hard its for you
Momma I'm sorry
For the times that I said not to worry
But your boy always stuck inna hurry
Gettin lit, see the feds and I scurry
Running in grass that was dirty
You was golfin for boys and hit birdie
We grew up to see you hit 40
Now its my turn to get our lifes going