Momma Said

Joe Budden

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    Here we are, all alone
    Who gives a fuck about what they say
    I'm sure I've heard much worse
    People need to worry about them first
    People need to learn to mind their business instead of mine
    Here we are, all alone
    Who gives a fuck about their dismay
    But still I'm face to face
    With the one person I can't replace
    One person I can't just tell I'm doing fine

    What up Ma
    Been a while
    Lot of catching up to do
    Know you got a ear full
    I'm listening

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    Momma said she loves me, said she cares
    Said if I need her, she'll always be there
    But even her saying that struck me as weird
    Why did she feel those words I needed to hear?
    Said she understands me, that was rare
    Cause no one understands me, not even my peers
    And these just thoughts I never bother to share
    So as I write, my eyes start to tear
    I ain't tell her I'm tired, but still trooping
    Alone, but I find myself regrouping
    Ain't say my brain now feel like a prison
    Figured I'd shut the fuck up and listen
    She continued, that was honorable
    Said said I get more and more irresponsible
    For normal folks, she said that's a challenge
    Luckily I mask mine behind talent
    She said "you are no longer yourself"
    "I don't know what to expect of you"
    Said I'm putting up with things I normally wouldn't
    She don't know why it's acceptable
    She said "people living in your house"
    "Don't pay shit, not respectable"
    I told her, they're folk I think highly of
    She said "well they must think less of you"
    "Must feel entitled, all you doing"
    I said I'll fix it, she said no you won't
    Then I got defensive, but still replied
    I told her I need them, she said "no you don't"
    Then she said, "when's the last time you spoke to your father?"
    I said he's self-centered, why bother?
    Cause he only really call about his needs
    And I ain't got enough time to deal with his greed
    Cause my days are darker
    Cut from a long shank but the blade is sharper
    I'm making my not-so-vague departure
    Tell pop I'm his son, not his spades partner
    Last time that we spoke
    He wanted to use the crib, throw a party here
    Which wasn't partly fair
    My home need to feel like home
    Even if I throw a party here
    Then he catch an attitude
    And I catch one right back at you
    We adore each other, but ignore each other
    Think this is how the fuck I wanna act with you?
    Things just ain't the same
    But he sure will call about a Yankee game
    Like call C.C. And get back to me
    What's ill is he say it so casually
    I love him so much he can have all the perks
    Hurts so much, I take all the Percs
    Hurts so much but fuck it, it works
    Hurts so much that I can't sleep
    Mom say I need to sleep more
    Then again, she ain't on this stress level
    So many people rely on me
    I'm trying to get us all to the next level
    Wait, told her I took baby girl to the doctor
    It was only for a check up though
    And she gave me the face like
    "Now would be time if there's anything I feel I need to let her know"
    But, that's just mom again, just being a mom again
    Looked down at the tat on my arm again
    God please give me the strength, keep calm again
    She asked me if Kaylin was pregnant
    I looked at her like she was crazy
    Cause that's my baby, what's wrong with a baby?
    She said "nothing at all when you're not dating a baby"
    "Beautiful girl, I like everything about her thus far"
    "I just don't wanna see you fall"
    "Just a tad bit young, so she got some growing up to do"
    And I replied don't we all
    Momma said "why can't you ever be alone"
    I said what do you mean?
    Went to correct her, she did it herself
    She said "at least that's how it seems"
    Pop ain't called, he's still mad
    Still pissed, he's still angry
    I'm still going, no plan of slowing
    No way I'll ever let his immaturity taint me
    Momma said that Tahiry called
    That ain't shock me, they speak a lot
    She's helpful.....

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