Klemenza - My Momma Lyrics

I know my momma hate it
I grew up to be a savage
My life they won't take it
As long as I keep a ratchet
I ain't talking basketball
My play said he need a basket
Revolvers get involved
One call will get him blasted
Only lord knows
What im going through
Anybody touch my bro
There aint telling what i
Would go and do
Im telling you
You better watch out
People will tell on you
My pops went federal
I don't want the clout
I want the revenue

Stay your ass out the way
Boy im telling you
When you in your own lane
No one can get ahead you
I dont start shit
You start shit
We off shit
Ill put a nigga brains
On the pedistule
I know my momma mad
I went down the wrong path
For the blues we used
Rob niggas in all black
This bitch f*cked up my mood
Im about to fall back
Only goons in my crew
We be all strapped
I took a trip to jamaica
I had them killies with me
I laugh at the other side
Them niggas really silly
I Said they ain't even tough
Them niggas really friendly
Im in my mood I act a fool
When that liquor in me
I mix the grubba up
With marijuana
We got guns tucked
You can f*ck with
Us if you wanna
I move lowkey in these streets
Feel like obama
Get a crib next palm trees
Just for my momma

I know my momma hate it
I grew up to be a savage
My life they won't take it
As long as I keep a ratchet
I ain't talking basketball
My play said he need a basket
Revolvers get involved
One call will get him blasted
Only lord knows
What im going through
Anybody touch my bro
There aint telling what i
Would go and do
Im telling you
You better watch out
People will tell on you
My pops went federal
I don't want the clout
I want the revenue

Lately I been in my feelings
Smoking back to back
Getting higher than a ceiling
If it ain't about the cash
Then don't even come near me
They heard im getting cash
Now they wanna
F*cking stare me down
Back then I wore hami downs
They ain't listen
I bet they hear me now
I be still trapping
In these nike sneakers
If you don't like me
Then I dont like you either
You can hate me all you want
There's a waiting line
Club vip no id
Dont even wait in line
Time is money
F*cking up my bread
If you waste my time
Time is money
F*cking up my bread
Please dont waste my time
In these streets it's survival
Of the fittest nigga
F*ck ending beef
We in too deep
Ill kill a nigga
Yeah you a shooter
It don't mean you a killer
I know some killers
One call they get rid of niggas

I know my momma hate it
I grew up to be a savage
My life they won't take it
As long as I keep a ratchet
I ain't talking basketball
My play said he need a basket
Revolvers get involved
One call will get him blasted
Only lord knows
What im going through
Anybody touch my bro
There aint telling what i
Would go and do
Im telling you
You better watch out
People will tell on you
My pops went federal
I don't want the clout
I want the revenue