This is a song about "What does my mom say"

Fuck tha policewon't fly away, thug, till i dieyou wonder why i'm made this way

Needless to say, i'm makin my way, listen to what i say, my mind is blowin my pay

My mom gave me two selections

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

Disabled with my mom still as my payee,

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

What does government have deal with that

But tell me what does it gain, talkin' 'bout make it rain

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

Why does every rapper say you have to hustle and grind

I've seen what it does to a nigga without his own plan,

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

My mom is so hardworking,

Straight g thing, double m g thing