Momma

[Verse 1: Big Mont]
Mama, mommy
Last night I had dream that you was out here tryna' find me
Remember phone calls, you used to always say you sorry
I ain’t tripping now, I mean, I put that shit behind me

Would say I understand but, I really can’t much
‘Cause the day I have my children I’m gon’ man up
Oh that’s for daddy if he’s still alive
At least I got to meet you mama, look you in your eyes, I ain’t finna cry

Oh ya sister, we aight girl we just gettin’ by
We come from different perspectives, but never different sides
She’s never said she’s proud of me, and I’ve accomplished some things
And I’m the only one she raised that really followed his dreams

Guess she just wants me to take my leap of faith
Or maybe find my own place, and get the fuck up out her face, but look
Whether or not you think I’ll make it out the hood
Promise me, always know your son is good, yo, I’m good mommy

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[Verse 2: Big Mont]
My nigga Tommy ‘bout to have his own baby
My nigga Tuesday ‘bout to have his own baby
I hope they do what they should
I mean if they’re the men I think they are, they’re children is good

I’m from Bohlmann Towers, I do this for children in hoods
To let ‘em know they’re not alone, and they can go wherever their mind takes ‘em
Whether white and black skin, or if you’ve never had shit
Mama broke, foster home, or even grandma raised ‘em

‘Cause see I know what’s it’s like
Meeting ya mother at a clinic, shit it’s not a good sight
I was like 7 years old, with not a clue who she was
This is your mother she loves you she was just doing these drugs

How you explain that to a child so innocent, so oblivious
Show em’ something so insidious, i’m so serious, but
Whether or not you think I’ll make it out the hood, promise me, always know your son is good, aye I’m good mama

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