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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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