Verse 1:
You never do anything around this house
Better wash those dishes better watch that mouth
Getting those grades up is what you're about to do
Okay mom! boy don't get an attitude
Verse 2:
You are so lazy, always on that couch
I brought you in to this world, I can take you right out
You've got time to clean this house if you've got time to check your phone
Alright mom I got it!
Don't give me that tone!
Verse 3:
Everything you have is what I've gave to you
All the cash you have is what I've paid to you
Now go clean your room, I'm not a maid to you
I don't what to hear you complaining too. You're selfish
Never want to do a thing, you're helpless
Can't make a living off of taking all those selfies
Get up off that phone, using that thing isn't healthy
Anything you wanna tell your followers come tell me
Verse 4:
I know you're not failing a cla**, you focus on those girls
But can't focus on your task?
Mom, this is Calc. Its really hard to pa**
I bet that you could do it if you didn't give me sa**
Next time sit and pay attention
I don't want to see you go and serve detention
How're you gonna graduate and get a job and pention
If you can't even learn to answer one Calc question?
Can you even do it?
That's not important, I wanna know why this house is looking like a forest
I asked one task then you say "I forgot"
You said clean the whole house
That's not even a lot!
Verse 5:
Look at this mess you better clean this room
Get those chores done, this is your house too
I don't care who made this mess, you're gonna clean it
That's that
Alright mom, relax!
Boy don't be talking back!
Verse 6:
You're so ungreatful, you never wanna listen
Too young to go out, but old enough to clean dishes
If you're grades aren't A's, I'm taking that cell phone
What? Mom, why?
Because I said so!
Verse 7:
Better wash the gra**, and you better sweep the roof too
That doesn't make sense...
You do what I tell you!
Talking like you're grown, if you'd clean I wouldn't nag
If you've got an attitude, you can go pack your bag
You always wanna sit around but never want to help me
Better take care of the trash and stop taking a selfie
Can't even finish doing one simple task
You never said to do that
I shouldn't have to ask!
Verse 8:
Slow way down, going so fast bouta k** me or bouta make me have a breakdown
Better hit the brake now
We're not even moving
Don't talk to me, the road is what you should be viewing
Driving all crazy, what point are you proving?
Bouta hurt yourself you clearly don't know what you're doing
I pa**ed my test, didn't even try hard
Even if you've got it, you're not driving my car
That's not fair!
Do I look like I care!
I'm being nice but you want warfare?
Given the fact that I gave you your life
And a bed for the night are you really gon' dare?
Let me answer that: no boy, listen to the flow
I'm way on top and your down below
Making a scene, boy this isn't a show
Don't like my rules? you can walk out the door
Verse 9:
Got all F's and you wonder why I'm mad at you
Doing what you want instead of doing what you have to do
Grades so low, I can tell that you're slacking through
I have one B
B's are really bad for you
You need to find a job, always needing money
I'm the one you're trying to rob
While you either sit at home or stay on that phone
Or stay tryna hang out with the squad
Boy that squad won't pay these bills, so don't be acting
Like you're chilling In Beverly hills
Hard working man that's what you need to learn to be
Before you spend your whole life sweeping up at burger king
Verse 10:
Come down stairs, I need your help
Get the remote
You can't get it yourself?
Oh here we go. you don't ever obey
Its right there, its like 2 feet away
Boy I don't play, I've been out here working hard all day
Acting all grumpy like today is Monday
Boy you better listen to what I say whatchu bouta do?
Go and clean your room
Clean mine too cause your grandma's coming through
Can you do it? I have work I have to do
Whatchu looking for?
Who you think you're talking to!
Verse 11:
I'm not made of money, always asking for some cash
Carried you for 9 months, you can carry out the trash
You never want to come back home by curfew
Mom, wait!
This hurts me more than it hurts you