North

[Verse 1: Pretty Boy Aaron]
Pretty down to the socks
I just own my stocks
All y'all niggas dropping shit that make your panties flop
I ain't Millie Rock
Why y'all niggas silly talk?
Writing scores while y'all write ya boss a kiddie chart
They say A's changing up with his place
Couple hunnid today, and his ego on the way up
[?] faces up
[?]
Calm down, I know your comments were never needed
Told y'all homies that the pretty boy was too conceited
To work with you
You don't see the first issue
Pretty tragic that my worst beats seem to miss you
And now my DM's always buzzin with someone's cousin
ALL CAPS -
"I'm the best out of the dozen
Of rappers that you dissed here
You ain't even top tier
Let a nigga talk here
Let a nigga talk here?"

[Hook]
Mama ain't fucking with the ego anymore
Mama ain't fucking with the ego anymore
Mama ain't fucking with the ego anymore
Mama ain't fucking with the ego anymore

[Verse 2]
Mama ain't fucking with the ego anymore
Had to put that shit in storage
But I'm tired of always being poor
Need to sleep on floors so I could be on tour
Now my family always asking what I'm kneeling for
Blue vans, pretty gang, told you man we not the same
You one of 4, and with some chains
I'm one of 2, but in my lane
Got my pastor, with the gassing
Of you niggas acting up
Started rapping, cause you niggas always wanna sap it up
And my ego taller than my fucking collar
Don't get on you niggas
And you know I never been a baller
And I never been your witness
And I never once assisted
And I never watched the Pistons
And you never run my business
I've been minding my own
Tryna build my own brand
Tryna build my own fans
Tryna build my own bands
Tryna make my own banz
Until my pockets say they've had enough
In the past I know my ego always had it rough

[Hook]
Mama ain't fucking with the ego anymore
Mama ain't fucking with the ego anymore
Mama ain't fucking with the ego anymore
Mama ain't fucking with the ego anymore