Title: Don't Tell Mama By: MikeWhite Cloudwalker Music

How do you tell your mother that you lost all her money with your bad habits?

How do you tell your mother—how do you tell your mother?

Look at you. Look at the way you dress.

I see your mother’s money all over you.

I see the way you act when you’re in the club,

buying anyone drinks like water.

And then have the nerve to ask me to lend you some money

when you don’t even have a job.

“I’m going to pay you back.”

Pay me back with what?

Your mother’s money?

That’s what you going to pay me back with?

No thank you.

Robbing your mother of her social security—shame on you.

I’m saying, you should be ashamed of yourself.

Your mother raised you from a baby on up.

You’re going to have some bad luck coming your way,

sooner or later.

Things aren’t going to look up—

they’re going to be down for you for a long time.

Karma is something else,

you don’t want to mess with karma.

She’ll catch you when you least expect it—

when you think everything’s going perfect.

It could be good or bad karma,

depends on the effect you put out there in the atmosphere of this Earth.

Bad karma is when you’re stealing from someone that loves you,

cares for you, would die for you, cry for you many nights.

And this is what you want to do—to your mother?

And you call yourself my friend?

I don’t need friends like that, man.

You think you can hit me up

like you hit your mother up—

take from me and not pay it back?

It doesn’t work that way.

Something’s wrong with you.

You need a cleansing.

You need to check yourself,

‘cause you’re already wrecked all inside.

You can find out how—

through repair and recovery, that’s how you find yourself.

You need light.

Give him more light.

It’s too dark in his soul—light it up.

Light it up so hard that light come out of his eyes,

light comes out of his mouth.

Make yourself holy.

Mike White Cloudwalker said,

you need to find yourself in a church so you can change your ways,

‘cause you seem lost in all directions.

Please don’t tell Mama—

Please don’t tell Mama, she might put me out.

Please don’t tell Mama, I’ll find a way to get her money.

But she’s expecting that money tonight…

How are you going to get that money right away?

“Just don’t tell Mama, I’ll find a way.”

“I’m going to have to tell your mom,

‘cause you’re lying—

and she needs that money for utilities, mortgage, car note,

food on the table.”

And you pissed it off,

partying with everyone, sharing with everyone,

acting like you got all this money—

you even spent her money on the clothes you are wearing right now.

You are less than a human,

you are less than a man.

“Whatever you say, man—just don’t tell my mama.”

I got to tell her.

It's the only way you’re going to have a chance in life.

You got to change your ways—

can’t keep robbing your mama.

Go get a job.

Tell you what—

Do a deal.

Get me that money to give to mama first thing tomorrow.

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