Momma told me
Just to Waiting for it
Baby all you gotta do
Is pray for it
You can accomplish anything
Momma I'm made for it
My flower and my rock
Without you or my pop
I promise I'll be lost
Momma you know proud of your boi
You know my bundle of joy
When i be down
You lift up
Be like the world is not yours
The world is what you make it
And Not what you think it is
Now you gotta grow up
I gotta take care of my kids
I gotta kid too momma
She said " i know you better hold it down "
Went to Halle at Pops
I been feeling down
He got some jokes to tell
Hanging with my cousins
All we talk about is getting rich fam
Like that's going solve our problems
But nigga we ain't going need for shit !
Hang with the same click
No new niggas coming in my shit
Oh that's my pops side of me
Let me talk that sweet love
It's feel like love is a curse
And also a blessing
Just wanna come home
To my lady I'm tired of stressing
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Momma told me
Just to Waiting for it
Baby all you gotta do
Is pray for it
You can accomplish anything
Momma I'm made for it
My flower and my rock
Without you or my pop
I promise I'll be lost
Momma you know proud of your boi
You know my bundle of joy
When i be down
You lift up
Be like the world is not yours
The world is what you make it
And Not what you think it is
Now you gotta grow up
I gotta take care of my kids
I gotta kid too momma
She said " i know you better hold it down "
Went to Halle at Pops
I been feeling down
He got some jokes to tell
Hanging with my cousins
All we talk about is getting rich fam
Like that's going solve our problems
But nigga we ain't going need for shit !
Hang with the same click
No new niggas coming in my shit
Oh that's my pops side of me
Let me talk that sweet love
It's feel like love is a curse
And also a blessing
Just wanna come home
To my lady I'm tired of stressing
Just to Waiting for it
Baby all you gotta do
Is pray for it
You can accomplish anything
Momma I'm made for it
My flower and my rock
Without you or my pop
I promise I'll be lost
Momma you know proud of your boi
You know my bundle of joy
When i be down
You lift up
Be like the world is not yours
The world is what you make it
And Not what you think it is
Now you gotta grow up
I gotta take care of my kids
I gotta kid too momma
She said " i know you better hold it down "
Went to Halle at Pops
I been feeling down
He got some jokes to tell
Hanging with my cousins
All we talk about is getting rich fam
Like that's going solve our problems
But nigga we ain't going need for shit !
Hang with the same click
No new niggas coming in my shit
Oh that's my pops side of me
Let me talk that sweet love
It's feel like love is a curse
And also a blessing
Just wanna come home
To my lady I'm tired of stressing
Writer: Joseph Mayes IV
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