EarthGang - Momma's Calling lyrics

[Verse 1] Now when I started in this b**h I ain't have no blessing n***a was too raw, I ain't have no method I'm looking for a lightskin chick with no stressing but that's hard to find like d**hs with no lessons In pussies I go reckless, aim at yo ho freckles Done lost my damn mind, no time for proper burials Make her pop that a** left and right then call it stereo Straight from where they carry though, and schedule you the next to go You better duck boy I hear they packed an extra roll You know the code n***a, mashed it, mobbin' Kicked us out of Sax Fifth when my n***as falled in We ain't buying sh**, we just here to start problems Guess it's cause I'm blacker than a muthaf**in' cauldron He ain't got no manners, he just tying up bandannas We done forfeited our souls for some chains and control And a Range and a rove, hell I ain't going back home Momma I seen too many n***as I done grew up with, you know first round picks that Ricky get down sh** Or hit the court and lost it all man He slipped up in the clutch, took a shot now he down for 20 falls man This ain't no Derrick Rose These n***as ain't got hope, nope give a f** about yo Balmain winter coat Yo main with her tote my mane brought his tote And after muf**as' hear this I ain't going broke [Verse 2] Hopping out of planes shooting deuces screaming "cheerio" Tryna see how I can get me a f**ing pair of those Stewardess, take a pose, move b**h throw them bows Do this sh** for Fulton County Stadium and now you know f** a pot of gold, where that mine at He a rare-as-f** n***a tell me where you find that Probably laying on his back Black sands through the cracks Snapping views of the hues in the mountains picture that [Verse 3] Torn between faith and foolishness Smoking with a Buddhist b**h embracing nudity Rude enough to drop a deuce inside your momma's mouth and if she chewing it The golden flakes inside my stool will turn her teeth to j**elry Fumigate your home or illuminate your dome But the roaches won't leave unless the lights come on I might be froze, I'm colder than Poseidon in a miner's vagina Always welcome, never invited, I can't help it I'm cli*oris lighting, shocking in a b**hes box When I get up inside it it's minimal silence n***as out here talking bout wifin', like I'm supposed to respect it Like I'mma think twice before I get that b**h naked We still thankful for the blessings at the funerals and weddings I'm cooler than my reflection in a pool of blood I guess it's my soul that the demons took a residence Eviction is the goal on some trying to get to heaven sh**, how 'bout it Lord keep a n***a, lord use a n***a Lord save a n***a, 'til they grim-reap a n***a Prayers from a been-hillbilly and a beacher n***a Freaknik 94' I was only three my n***a So you know what the hometown glory mean to me my n***a Acid in my eyes I still can't f**ing see my n***a Vibe the city that the industry raped Live from the land where yo ancestors were slaves