Letter to Mama

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Aye this shit sound like a dream don't it? 
Yeah
Letter to mama
Letter to mama
Yeah

This ain't a dream 
But I gotta get it though 
(Get it)
Want the coupe looking 
Pigeon-toed
(Coupe)
Put my fears in the backseat 
And ask God what I was missin' on
God said sum, God said sum
(What he say?)
MustChaseMoney!
Run up the money!
(Pacing and Chasing)
If fake they'll hate
(Swear)
Big Mad? 
Then skate 
(Bye)
New friends? 
I'm straight 
Facts, letter to mama 
If fake they'll hate
(Swear)
Big Mad? 
Then skate 
(Bye)
New friends? 
I'm straight 
Facts, letter to mama 

I knew they hated, perpetrated
Man they look like traitors
(Traitor)
This year 
I'm taking notes and I'm pacing for paper 
(This year)
This Year
I'm laying low and ain't asking for favors
(Nah)
This year no sippin' lean cause I'm feelin' amazin'
(No lean)
Stayed solid through a storm 
And I sprouted from pavement 
(Solid)
Wit' my mama, I was torn 
Now we back to the basics
(Back)
Perfectin' my craft 
Facing my demons 
No choice but to face em!
(Uh)
I gotta get it Tre
(Yeah)
Want the Ms in a big safe 
This really be a God flow 
(God)
Switch it up 
And make 'em all know 
(Switch)
Quan really poppin' C4
Jack the city 
No Nino
Riding round wit' my people 
(Yeah)
Kemon got the heat hoe 
(Yeah)
Drake really got a Draco 
(What?)
Make you freeze like Deebo
(Freeze)
Take the game, hit a repo 
Smokin' packs of the diesel 
I really came far now 
(Far)
Used to really hit Rico 
Like damn
(Bra)
Bra we was made for this 
(Yeah)
We had to come slave for this 
(Come slave)
And wanna get paid for this 
(Get paid)
And mama you played my shit!
(Mama)
You put me on game and shit 
(Game)
I'm hitting new waves and shit 
(Hittin' waves)
And I will not play a bitch 
Rather go and play wit' cash
MCM never last 
Chase and pace wit' a dash 
Man
This Money! 
Chasing this money 
Told Willie that I'm on it 

Yeah
I really told Willie that I'm on it 
Told my mama too 

Made some money
Made enemies though 
(Fake friends)
Is karma done? 
Cause I gotta know
(Karma, you done?)
I paint a picture! 
Picasso, fasho
(Painting it vivid)
I want them racks in 
Unload off a boat
(Them racks)
I'm wanting some more 
My letter to mama 
(Ma)
I'm keepin you close 
(Yeah)
You keep me afloat 
When I was downbad, I wrote on The pain 
(Pain)
And missed you the most 
You came around 
(Round)
I'm back on my game 
(Game)
Let's make us a toast 
(Make us a what?)

I gotta get it Tre
Want it all
Yeah, the cash way 
(Cash)

Told Willie that I'm on it 
(Willie!)
Told 'Miya that I'm on it 
(Sister)
Told mama that I'm on it 
(Ma)
I told pops that I'm on it 
(Yeah)
Told Ke that I'm on it 
Yeah
Yeah! 
Aye, yeah 

If fake they'll hate
(If you fake, you know what I'm saying?)
Big Mad?
Then skate
(You can really exit)
New friends? 
I'm straight 
(And I'm good on that)
Letter to mama 

Yeah
Damika

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