[Chorus: Nef The Pharaoh]
I said mama, you don't gotta worry
Even though you don't condone [?] Imma keep [?]
These niggas they smile in your face, but behind your back they [?] do a nigga dirty
But I ain't worried 'bout these niggas, I got money money money on my mind
[Verse 1: Nef The Pharaoh]
Long [?] driving down a long road
Chang Chang, bet I take [?]
Imma hit 'em with that shoulder lean, Young Dro
As I reminisce on days when I was dumb broke
Me and that one nigga was trapping, [?] in traffic
Money came between it, seperation came after
Bitch I used to kick doors [?]
I ain't saying no names, 'cause mama tought me not to snitch
Extortion, stolen whips, all kinda shit
I found god and changed my life before I had [?]
[?] gun wars, sideshows and cookouts
Money and greed, I had to make a man bleed
But you will never know, my eyes'll never show
[?] when I go
[?] I'm at, [?] a Glock, I know what it's for
[?] sticking me up
[Chorus: Nef The Pharaoh]
I said mama, you don't gotta worry
Even though you don't condone [?] Imma keep [?]
These niggas they smile in your face, but behind your back they [?] do a nigga dirty
But I ain't worried 'bout these niggas, I got money money money on my mind
[Verse 2: OMB Peezy]
Listen mama, a lotta people want your baby gone
That might make you want me to stay, but I can't stay at home
Even if I have to give my shirt, I got my pistol on
Before I leave, I make sure all of them niggas gone
I apoligise for all the police calling your phone
Admit that I was wrong, but my pride won't let me leave the [?]
[?] bones
Struggling with [?] but they hate [?]
Niggas scared to be around me, 'cause my name ringing
Used to be loyalty before royalty, see the game changing
Try to take me from my baby, leave your brains dangling
Used to be only real niggas, now the lames hanging
So I be to the net, or probably with a different [?]
Nigga try to creep up on me, but I seen his silhouette
Bounced out with a Smith and Wesson, bullits pearced him in his neck
Woke up in a cold sweat, [?]
[Chorus: Nef The Pharaoh]
I said mama, you don't gotta worry
Even though you don't condone [?] Imma keep [?]
These niggas they smile in your face, but behind your back they [?] do a nigga dirty
But I ain't worried 'bout these niggas, I got money money money on my mind
[Verse 3: E-40]
They laughed at me, like a circus clown
I'm winning now, I done knocked them niggas down
Sucker shit, I don't glorify
I'm too solid and solidified
When you having success, watch your pumpkin
Haters just wanna be part of something
See you having your M's
The niggas that kill you, be your motherfucking friends
You in the presents of a king
Get your picture snapped before I pass on, before I get my wings
Give me my flowers while I'm here, not when I'm outa here
Don't kiss me while I land in that caskit with them fake tears
Hillside nigga, backyard was a creek
Dope fiends knocking on my window when I'm sleep
You doing anything?
You working?
You got your tripple beam?
[Chorus: Nef The Pharaoh]
I said mama, you don't gotta worry
Even though you don't condone [?] Imma keep [?]
These niggas they smile in your face, but behind your back they [?] do a nigga dirty
But I ain't worried 'bout these niggas, I got money money money on my mind
Momma was written by Nef The Pharaoh & E-40 & OMB Peezy.
Nef The Pharaoh released Momma on Fri Dec 20 2019.