Mummy Says

(Intro)
Mummy says I should listen to what mummy says (huh)
I should listen to what mummy says
Mummy says I should listen to what mummy says (Yh)

(Verse)
Straight
Mummy said my pride will be my death
I agree..Kinda sad though
I’m nobody’s bitch
Man know niva I got backbone
Got me thinking back to school
Kinda funny, I was paro
Thinking one yute was onto me, he weren’t even onto me (he wasn’t)
Everyday that week I had my knife tucked down my astros
And I weren’t even bad
My mentality was mad
I’m thinking fuck that, it’s him or me
I ain’t getting beat up or jerked like it’s tickle me
Niggas must be dizzy B
13, man I got arrested for my knife
Dumbest shit evеr
Darg I let my anger and pride go and gеt the better
Man I could of took a niggas life
But fuck the jail-time, shame I’d see it in my mummy’s eyes
I only fought with older niggas cah I ain’t no punk
Like hella siblings, I ain’t never called my big bros once
Like me, I’d rather get beat up
Cah another nigga fighting my battles it'd make me lose sleep cuz
I never picked up smoking...all of my mates did
So nah I never got high..But them crime rates did
Couple niggas went jail....Couple man turned snitch
And couple niggas stayed real
Couple man turned bitch
Being homeless made me humble
Went from sitting comfy straight to fighting in the jungle
That shit turned me lone wolf from rolling in the huddle
Still can’t violate me though
Don’t ever get it muddled
It’s not me you wanna trouble
Ain’t on nothing, they won't smoke no one they just get high as hell
Fake shottas talk about the trap, them man are clientele (dickheads)
Brothers make up lies and tell
Until shit gets messy
Man I see niggas signing like Lionel
Ritchie what I’m trying to be (huh)
Money in abundance akh
Them man getting minor notes
Me I’m trying to double that
Trying to build my buzz this year
Popping like It’s bubble wrap
Cuzzy this my slow flow
Cool now let me run it back
I know gunmen with their macs out
Back theirs you best back down
You warn back beef, oh you're bad now?
Well that mac sounds in your back clown
Good yutes from that food home
Big house in them good zones
Good grades and had choices
You got gassed up and you took roads?
Fuckboys, I could never rate that, I hate that
Me and them yutes, we ain’t on the same wave akh
Because I was mad broke my little dough I had to save that
And now on the road to success, I want a maybach
Now I got a princess
My daughter weren’t part of the plan
Now she’s part of the plan
So if I don’t raise her to be a young black queen
Then I’ve failed and I’m not trying to be half of a man (BOSO)

(Outro)
Mummy says
I should probably listen to what mummy says
I should probably listen to what mummy says
What mummy says
What mummy says (Yh)
Mummy says
I should probably listen to what mummy says
I should probably listen to what mummy says
What mummy says
What mummy says