Yo Gotti - Momma lyrics

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Yo Gotti - Momma lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, this might be the realest sh** I ever wrote It's crazy that, n***a all the motherf**ing heart I got, everything I've been through in the streets I learned from a woman That's right n***a, I know women realer than n***as I got the game from my momma, aunties, shout out to Janet [Verse 1:] Momma, I don't never want to see you struggle Tired of seeing me bump heads with my big brother Momma, that's big bruh, you ain't got to worry We'll die together, k** together, face a f**in' jury Momma, I'm like a father to my little sister Gotta make sure she do right, she my baby sister Momma, I'm just living how you taught a n***a Said I ain't raising no pussies, I got one daughter, n***a I remember them Feds came and got a n***a Asked me where you at and I wouldn't talk to n***as Momma, living room floor with tears in my eyes hearing them say you gon be gone for a long time, Momma [Chrous] See I'm following your blueprint, you know what I mean See I grew up in the street with vultures I learned, what I learned in the house n***a How ill is that and that's all facts n***a n***a I know women who did 10/15 years cause they stood on what they believe [Verse 2:] Shout out my Auntie Janet she a muthaf**a PeeWee did 10 back out and she still hustling Erica used to write you letters tell you that she love you Then we used to drive to visit you up in Kentucky Like we went from being rich that sh** was super ugly Then my Momma got a job, now she selling groceries Used to have a house in Vegas when we was doing good And a house behind Elvis now we in the hood Used to have a Benz now we got a Nissan Sentra And I can't get a pair of Jordans that's f**ing with my mental Im just tryna let you visualize what I done been through And this sh** public record n***a you check my credentials Facts [Chrous] See n***a, all this sh** come from the heart This pain, this struggle This is motherf**ing time away from my loved ones When you hear me rapping this sh** n***a, this sh** like cancer, I'm just letting it out, only way I know how [Verse 3:] I switched the family hustle put us back on top Momma live on 5 acres brother in that drop Sister she an entrepreneur get her own M's Feds still watch the family but we don't even see em I ain't tripping n***a this the art of hustle holmes I went from flipping dope to buying houses flipping homes Momma taught me f** your losses just keep moving on If you get caught just never snitch one day you coming home Momma, gave me the game and for Mother's Day I spent a million and a half for you on Privé And you the owner I'm a worker This sh** yours do what you want to you deserve it Momma [Chorus:] See this is a unique story I was raised by at least 6 women and one male And that wasn't even my father n***a, real sh** I ain't got beef with my pops, no sh** like that Truth be told, n***a our bond come from the game n***a I was fronting my daddy bricks n***a what kind of sh** is that [Outro:] I grew up around hustlers that turned me to a hustler Was raised by a woman I watched my Momma hustle I just want to be a kingpin Teacher asked me what's my Momma she a queenpin And this my family tradition Im just keeping on my family tradition We built a legacy And when I grow up I want to be a kingpin Teacher asked me what's my Momma she a queenpin