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My mommy died…..
Daddies lost,
Daughter I, to two men that can pass my paternity test
I’m left bearing her cross of kids that I now raise from her laying down on her back!
I testify?
Not me inside her funeral wishing to have one last good word about her life did I thought I should speak.
Triumphant and outspoken is I!
Mommy no longer has an opinion on how her kids should live their life.
It’s money to be made no time for ballin up in the corner to weep.
My mommy died so I don’t take no shit from nothing nor no muthfuka who ain’t talkin bout rushin me money digits…..
Nigga where the money? Where the stacks of money at?
I not in it for love at all cuz love eventually learns to stab you deep in your back!
Genius approaching, goddess complex, queen in reality only one thing I want from you cuz I take hella walks to the bank with several ways that the money I stack!
Shaking my head who you think I listen to when I live the way you want to?
Nor him, not her and not you boo….
I get my flex from my mommy tellin the truth to me.
Imagine the way I heard the news my mommy died?
Heart beyond broke
Is there a tracheostomy up in my throat?
Nope but trust me everyday still I choke
not being able to understand the moment
My mommie’s existence became nothing more than how a fall for her I could have broke…..
Las Vegas to far for me to walk home like forest gump
I’m still wishing to hear her voice or see her face in this lifeless slump.
When she callin, when she on her way back round that corner like it used to be?
I call her number she ain’t answered in three years to me…
Sleepless nights rule me nowadays yearning for the day she comin back to keep me from feeling empty.
In life she became exactly who she manifested to be
and she also let go of the very life that she created the same way she went in her sleep.
My mommie died!
No need for reconciliation
No condolences no charity!
What we posed to do except grind ball and dream money in our sleep?
My mommy died!
My mommy died!
She always made a way friend to show me how to make money rain man…
She was the thug life couldn’t take hostage so easily but I
Stuck behind
Left to grind and find the key to money making…..
Nineteen sixty eight to twenty twenty two
That means she put two and two together to leave her love on earth to never be forgotten for ever…
Fuk what you talkin bout my mommy died!
Bitch what you saying ho my mommy died!
Astronomical dreams manifested she in me
She told me no matter what I better get my body back and never ever keep from dancing.
Mommy raised a woman from birth childhood for me never happened obviously!
I dun always got my way with any and every room I’ve entered and then made my own exit!
Ain’t never been no nappy headed hood rat I belonged to the music bidnezz since before I knew my song had a ear hooked on my good crack.
Try again it’s red rum coming for me
Better choose the way you think positively
about the things that don’t fill bank vaults knee deep!
I get my way before I act up because don’t nobody want to see me nutt up when I know exactly how I’ll react…
I don’t try to get cool with bitches who want to be me
My mommy died!
Don’t give a rats ass bout what nigga want to fuk up in me my
mommy died!
And she with hova now and so am I all because my mommy died!
My mommy died!