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[Intro] (heartbeat bass, bluesy guitar strum)
I ain’t fragile — I’m full.
Full of life, full of fight, full of love.
Don’t get it twisted.
Mama ain’t weak.
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[Verse 1]
Up before the sun, prayers before the noise
Packing pain in silence like it’s just another chore
No time to break, no space to fall
So I hold my world up with my back against the wall
Scraped knees, tight budgets
Still fed them dreams and nuggets
Of love, of hope, of more
Even when my soul felt sore
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[Pre-Chorus]
They see hugs, they miss the fight
See soft lips, not sleepless nights
I’m not weak — I’m weapon-grade
Healing hearts and holding weight
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[Chorus]
Mama ain’t weak, she just carry it well
Turned a warzone into a wishing well
Loved loud when she got none back
Still gave peace, never attacked
I don’t fold, I plant my feet
Fire in my bones, grace when I speak
You don’t see all the pain I beat
But believe me, baby — mama ain’t weak
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[Verse 2]
Yelled at God, then wiped my face
Still walked in faith, still held my place
Didn’t run, didn’t quit
Even when I damn near flipped
Carried guilt like Sunday hymns
Forgave what tried to burn my skin
Still kissed boo-boos, still cooked meals
Still showed up with love to feel
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[Pre-Chorus]
They see patience, miss the scars
See a smile, miss the wars
I’m not weak — I’m built from pain
But I still dance in the rain
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[Chorus]
Mama ain’t weak, she just carry it well
Turned a warzone into a wishing well
Loved loud when she got none back
Still gave peace, never attacked
I don’t fold, I plant my feet
Fire in my bones, grace when I speak
You don’t see all the pain I beat
But believe me, baby — mama ain’t weak
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[Bridge] (spoken, raw tone — almost acapella)
You call it weak ‘cause I cry
But I still rise and multiply
You call it weak ‘cause I care
But I kept breathing when life wasn’t fair
Weak? Nah baby…
That’s power in its purest form
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[Final Chorus] (layered vocals, more grit, beat swells)
Mama ain’t weak, she just carry it well
Took her hell and made it spell
A blessing, a healing, a holy sound
That echoes every time she’s down
Still stands when she can’t speak
Still fights when she feels bleak
You gon’ learn when you look at me —
Mama. Ain’t. Weak.
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[Outro] (faint guitar and echoing beat drop)
Bend, never break.
Cry, then create.
Mama. Ain’t. Weak
HVENLY
