Luyện nghe bài hát Momma

Momma, I don't never to see you struggle
Tired of seeing me bump with my big brother
Momma, that's big bruh you got to worry
We'll die together, together, face a buck and jury
Momma, I'm like a father to my little
Gotta make sure she do right she my baby sister
Momma, I'm just how you taught a nigga
Said I ain't raising no pussies I got one daughter
I remember them Feds came and got a
me where you at and I wouldn't talk to niggas
Momma, living floor with tears in my eyes hearing them say you gon be gone for a long time momma

out my Auntie Janet she a muthafucka
PeeWee did 10 back out and she hustling
[?] used to you letters tell you that she love you
Then we used to to visit you up in Kentucky
Like we went from rich that shit was super ugly
Then my momma got a job man she groceries
to have a house in Vegas when we was doing good
And a house Elvis now we in the hood
Used to have a Benz now we got a Sentra
And I can't get a pair of Jordans fucking with my mental
I'm just tryna let you visualize what I done through
And shit public record nigga you could check my credentials

I switched the family put us back on top
live on 5 acres brother, in that drop
Sister she an get her own M's
Feds still the family but we don't even see 'em
I ain't tripping nigga this the art of hustle
I went from flipping dope to houses, flipping homes
Momma taught me fuck your losses keep moving on
If you get just never snitch one day you coming home
Momma, gave me the game and for Mother's Day, I spent a million and a for you at Prive
And you the owner, I'm a worker, shit yours do what you wanna you deserve it

I grew 'round hustlers that turned me to a
Was raised by a woman I watched my momma
I want to be a kingpin, when I grow up
Teacher asked me what my do, she a queenpin
And this my family
I'm just on my family tradition
We a legacy
And when I grow up I want to be a kingpin, I remember
asked me what my momma do, she a queenpin