Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool
Gotta thank my momma for still helping me with school.
Locked in my room yeah, but i got some plans momma
I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh
Ride presidential got me feeling like obama
Pimpin' this shit up, hittin' ho's, yet respect for my momma.
My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that
Do it really quick so my momma dont throw a fit
She vying for number one, tryna be number one
I gotta do it for my people that survived the famine
Make my passion to critics ? backward opinions
I do this for my uptown politicians
I gotta do it for my people by the time i vanish
Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live
My momma in tears as i moved to my grandmothers house,
Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse
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