momma's couch

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I used to wanna get my mom a house
Tol ya we would make it out, i had to find another route
Realized that we never really talked it out
I had to keep it real while im sittin on my momma's couch
Aspirations, young niggas in desperation
Learned to be grateful
While cramped into these tiny spaces
Making perfect paintings, retreating from the world in fear
Thanks for scrapping my raps, pain never disappeared
I found it hard for expression, to make it out of here
Now i take the path, that you knew i could, i see it clear
Every single year, comparing to my peers
We didn't want for much so you never really cared
Because we had less i felt that life was impaired
Come to find that the struggle made me more prepared
Used to knock out in this bean bag chair
Sleepin on yoga mats, and my pops was on the stairs
Niggas live outside so i guess that shits fair
Momma got away wit murder, imma leave the story there
Needed escape for Q and I,
Smokin weed with E helped to elevate my mind
Makin rhymes just to pass the time, before I got back on the line
Playing bball outside, with the homies that would ride
For my sisters and my guys, i gotta get what's mine
I gotta build a tribe ik u see me trine
We elevate as a unit, its time to unify
Comin back from college, knowledge of disparities
Findin a place to lay my head down was a rarity
Always daydreamin about mattresses
Fuckin on some actress, changin my family's address
I needed time to rise, so i flew outta the nest
Me and ma saw the times so we had to reconnect
I know that sum comin, had to come back and check
She said to do good for the hood with that first check
When our outlets need repair, aint no padding on our chairs
I know ya niggas dont need it, but im tellin u niggas here
Take it, be more gracious, even if you dont want it
I know that ya won't flaunt it, and my brother need that funding
Ugh
Food trucks and sports leagues, uk we got it bubblin
When we dont talk, i get off track, bro let's discuss it
If i can get you onto ur business theyll know you arent bluffin
Niggas be depressed cuz the life we live is really ruff and
I'm tryna stuff it down, i gotta hold it down
I know i got it now, Imma make my fammy proud
If it aint about the fam or community then what is it for?
Put your brothers on, i showed ya niggas what i had in store
If i gave my mom a house, she would probably give it back
My stepdad built a vision, that's a lot of weight thats on his back
Time with my sisters, showin em all a brighter path
So they can get that typa childhood that i didn't have

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Written by: Lydell Hills

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