C.O'D. - Let Mom Down lyrics

[Hook] Long last your morals, pray they never control you Stay true to yourself, listen to those who know you Now you're listenin' to me spittin' 'bout weed and what it left me in The old me is dead, go and notify my next of kin [Verse 1] Long last the high, may your life pa** you by Wait, that don't sound right That's because I'm living a lie That's the high way in the driveway of my homie's crib And I ain't tellin' nobody what I just did You're my dirty little secret, I'll do anything to keep it Like lie, steal, cheat, fight, or dip out for the night Pat and Dee raised me, 16, can't nobody tame me Health cla**, laws, and videos all couldn't save me Out in the streets, 5 deep. Young and reckless Wake-n-Bake, pot and Pop Tarts is my breakfast Then again, around 11 you can hear the ghosts inhale At the cemetery ashing on memorials as well Looking back, gotta think we going to Hell Plus this weed joint, blunt wrap/rap's never gonna sell But I'd made the best music of my whole career So this blunt, Ima face it 'cause this is my year And there's nothing that I fear in this game coming up But before I started rappin' 'bout piffin', my lyrics s**ed And now I gotta roll this up just to get the same feel And now I'm looking for trouble, it's an insane thrill They don't know what they're saying, I'm tryna stay real Telling me that I don't know the value of a bill I know the value of 'bout 20 of em, 2 dimes 1 G Then give me that Arizona and Chicken, that's the recipe One thing's sure: Mind ain't higher than the rest of me Gotta change for better or worse, the devil's next to me So called friends disappear when the smoke clears Then it's just me here, all alone with my own fears Gettin' high was my way to hide. Seeing it at last I've grown to know fake happiness temporary lasts This isn't entertainment I'm just putting me on blast So tell my dealer kiss my a** [Pre-Hook] I let moms down. Tears dripping from her eyes I can't believe I let moms down Eyes red but that's not from the dank it's cause of the dread. f** it [Hook] [Verse 2] Smoked outta my mind as I'm walking up South Main Screaming "Don't k** my vibe" man I'm tryna maintain With about 12 blunt hits, another 8 bong rips and I'm chillin' Ain't never caught a vibe like this and Ah! The streetlights' spinning can't even think straight Thoughts be steady moving at a Veyron pace And am in no fit state to be walking home this late I caught a flash of red and blue and think isn't this great Sauntering, stumbling, and I'm minding business when a- (police siren) "Man what the f** is this?" "OD they getting closer n***a, sober up-sh**!" "Okay, see them make a left? We gon' be outta this quick." Now moms done pulled up right inside and said I gotta get in I booked it straight into a corner and reached a dead end And so I got in, unaware that I was smelling of burnt sh** On blast and spewing any tricks that I could come up with I was going the motions, getting lectured and sh** Turning on myself like "b**h n***a, you think that you slick?" May 24th, boy I was high as the moon And because I smoked up today, I'm gon' be dead until June Now that was back when I was f**ed up, now I'm with a level head Influence-free, ceasing to let The Devil in What's sobriety anyway? We all have our d** Maybe not the marijuana but maybe life or love. Listen Lord forgive us. Lord, Lord forgive us These days we pray. Lord know we sinners Lord forgive us. Lord, Lord forgive us These days we pray. Lord know we sinners. f** it! [Pre-Hook + Hook]