Mama don't cry cuz even if the world don't feel me they can never kill the game of a Young G from the womb to the street into the casket daddy said don't bring that ass home if you get your ass kicked and blow Mama a kiss
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[Verse] mama that's your son's voice in the homie sounds coming out them speakers mama don't cry cuz you make my heart weaker I used to use the beakers Tweakers beepers 4 them cell phones to activate them triple beams money in the laundry launders money 40 to protect me cuz you ain't going to take it from me I'm coming from the crumbly trying to get it bubbly I'll call up big o go and pick it up and dropping off cuz the soft just for Dublin they ask me what I'm doing I'm minding my own business this time slang music's comingwith the music in the lyrics so no don't know so no time for adoring cock in something foreign so when I hit the block I got the coins for the scoring and blow Mama a kiss muggy lane
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[Bridge]
I let the world feel me cuz it's the real thing ai is not a cliche to what we bring
Crushing the competition going vicious on these b****** in accomplishing your Redemption by all means necessary Boogie Lane going hard on my adversary
[Outro] so next time I'm going to keep you real on the streets that I've made streets that I paved cuz I ain't never hurt or harmed anybody in my way I just make pay and everybody hates everybody's born with some hate but they don't mean put it on somebody else's plate cuz I still haven't ate and release cuz I am the Great great potatoes a steak come straight from the Lone Star State should have mentioned West Texas will show you love if you stay but you got to return the favor don't worry about it just pay what you weigh this is the one and only muggy Lane
