Mama Say
My mama say I got death on me
Probably the reason why I haven't
Been the best homie
My youngers who up under me
Sit up in jail lonely
Probably why a nigga been
A little frail lowkey
Yeah yeah
Cousin got knocked, other cousin got shot
Budget got dropped
It's been trouble nonstop
Bubble got popped
I've been rubbing off facades
Mama woken out her sleep having
Dreams that I had died
Remember seeing me drown
Not seeing me go down
But hearing the bubble sound
I'm on tour next month
I'll be leaving her for a while
(For a while)
I put her belief in me in my pouch
Ended up not being a shame
We weren't the same at all (At all)
Odds of me going off to
College on a scholarship
And onward onto jobs that feed
My knowledge and my pocket
Ain't really that much higher than
Getting famous off it
And if that math is too abstract
Here go your favorite car
(I did it all for you, for you)
My mama say I got death on me
Probably the reason why I haven't
Been the best homie
My youngers who up under me
Sit up in jail lonely
Probably why a nigga been
A little frail lowkey
Yeah yeah
My mama say I got death on me
Probably the reason why I haven't
Been the best homie
My youngers who up under me
Sit up in jail lonely
Probably why a nigga been
A little frail lowkey
(Mama say I got death on me)
Yeah, yeah
My mama say I got death on me
Probably the reason why I haven't
Been the best homie
My youngers who up under me
Sit up in jail lonely
Probably why a nigga been
A little frail lowkey
Yeah yeah
My mama say I got death on me
Probably the reason why I haven't
Been the best homie
My youngers who up under me
Sit in jail lonely probably why a nigga been
A little frail lowkey
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Yeah, I got death on me
Probably the reason why I
Haven't been the best