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MAMA'S PURSE

 

MAMA'S PURSE

(álbum: WEIGHT OF THE WORLD - 2021)


Let it run out, Joe

Ever since I could remember, I've been popping my collar (Oh, oh, oh)
Jordans, spending top dollar (Oh, oh, oh)
Fendi, Gucci, 'Lenciaga (And sometimes, sometimes, sometimes)
And ever since I made some figures (Oh, oh, oh), I've been splurging on my momma (Oh, oh, oh)
And that's the motherfucking problem, it don't help her with her trauma (It don't help her)
They threw my brother in a hearse and he just gave his daughter birth (Oh, oh, oh)
Look at her face and see the hurt (Oh, oh, oh)
Buy her a Lexus, diamond necklace, and Balenciaga purse (And sometimes, sometimes, sometimes)
I was tryna buy her love (Oh, oh, oh), but I really made it worse (Oh, oh, oh)
Put a pricetag on her love but can't afford how much it's worth (Oh, oh, oh)

Still remember early mornings for them Jordans, stealing out my mama's purse (Oh, oh, oh)
For it's what it's worth, that shit only made it worse

Every since a little nigga, momma tried her best to keep us fresh
At fourth grade, platinum FUBU, middle school, Rocawear, Mitchell Ness
The way she got it, my guess was finesse, I really never knew
That she was shopliftin, did it the best, my aunties did it too (Sometimes)
See Macy's ain't like Mrs Jaquelin 'cause she was always jacking them (Oh, oh, oh)
Cutting them sensors with scissors, switching the pricetags on denim
Dealing, she'd steal with her sisters, on point and accurate (Oh, oh, oh)
Used to go home and practice it, they so cold, ain't no catching them (Sometimes)

Ever since I could remember, I've been popping my collar (Oh, oh, oh)
Jordans, spending top dollar (Oh, oh, oh)
Fendi, Gucci, 'Lenciaga (And sometimes, sometimes, sometimes)
And ever since I made some figures (Oh, oh, oh), I've been splurging on my momma (Oh, oh, oh)
And that's the motherfucking problem, it don't help her with her trauma (It don't help her)
They threw my brother in a hearse and he just gave his daughter birth (Oh, oh, oh)
Look at her face and see the hurt (Oh, oh, oh)
Buy her a Lexus, diamond necklace, and Balenciaga purse (And sometimes, sometimes, sometimes)
I was tryna buy her love (Oh, oh, oh), but I really made it worse (Oh, oh, oh)
Put a pricetag on her love but can't afford how much it's worth (Oh, oh, oh)

I still remember uncle Main stealing change from the offering at the church (Oh, oh, oh)
What's even worse, after church, he bought some work

You don't understand, don't get it, my lifestyle, you never live it
Come take a walk inside my tennis, hopefully you could see my vision
See them crackheads and them junkies, those my uncles and my aunties
Their habits bad and it's sad, but I look past it 'cause they love me
You see a pimp and prosititute, well, me? I see a happy couple
Selling ass for that cash, they think it's a honest hustle
You see them Crip niggas in blue, packing twos and toting Rugers
We ain't Blood but I call 'em cuz, they bang Five-Deuce Hoover
Call 'em thugs, you see jackers, shooters, me, I see my brothers
Got love for shoplifting boosters 'cause that used to be my mother
Credit fraud, judge scamming, fuck the cops and free my daddy
I could take our mugshots and make a portrait of the family

Ever since I could remember, I've been popping my collar (Oh, oh, oh)
Jordans, spending top dollar (Oh, oh, oh)
Fendi, Gucci, Balenciaga (And sometimes, sometimes, sometimes)
And ever since I made some figures (Oh, oh, oh), I've been splurging on my momma (Oh, oh, oh)
And that's the motherfucking problem, it don't help her with her trauma (It don't help her)
They threw my brother in a hearse and he just gave his daughter birth (Oh, oh, oh)
Look at her face and see the hurt (Oh, oh, oh)
Buy her a Lexus, diamond necklace, and Balenciaga purse (And sometimes, sometimes, sometimes)
I was tryna buy her love (Oh, oh, oh), but I really made it worse (Oh, oh, oh)
Put a pricetag on her love but can't afford how much it's worth

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