Mamas cry
i see the worry in my mamas eyes
i told her keep them tears in ion wanna see her cry
momma ik that i aint doing right
but you dont understand about all these sleepless nights.
i mean what a n**** supose to do when all he know is fight?
wake up everyday thinking bout whats next
i just wanna she all my guys wake up and chase that check.
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