Mama's Boy
PM Lowe
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I always thought that I'll be happy with some money, well now I got some money Now I wanna bring you back with this rapping Now we all know that can't happen, but who says that I can't wish And it's extremely hard to think it, let alone say this Hold it down mama, you my dawg, you know I miss you You wouldn't want me crying, I know, but I had to, take that back, I have to But they sad no more, they ain't confused no more, they ain't angry no more I think I'm closer to the dream of selling out stores But I'm not sure because the stores ain't really no stores no more I thought I was close to falling in love, but I'm not sure no more Yeah they pretty sure enough, but I dont know anymore I'm just lost, cold and alone, completely out of the zone Not talking about the comfort, on that side of the fence I'm great on Can't even put the brakes on, haven't had the chance to think Haven't had the chance to speak, haven't had the chance to breathe After discomfort comes with ease, at least that's what they told me Because they don't have the memories on the nights you used to hold me Even on the days when you told me, don't be out here running the streets Make sure you always looking clean, make sure you always eat I'll make sure to find some peace, a white tee and Jordan 3's and a chair While I'm at it, I'm riding back to Mellon Street And to put on a grin when they see me, this time it's no doubt I know you always up there smiling, saying boy - History is in the making If the pace isn't set for me, imma make it Rolling through 430 just to assess all the damages Rolling through 430 just to reassure the plan again Tell my mother I love her, almost ain't have the heart to keep on trucking No need for the bluffing end of discussion, I'm at a disconnect, between the right and left Combined with stress, in other words my life is a mess All my friends got babies now, exes got bridal showers, crushes got bridal gowns Was this in the plan for me, to practice so heavily, for a flow so heavenly Tears of success they rain down on my Jesus piece But I don't know if that's success or it's sorrow Wide awake but this still a nightmare on the hollow I will trade this all today to see my mama tomorrow I came back, pants sagging, still chasing the dragon With this rapid fire rapping, still causing reactions Had a run in with the matrix, but I'm skipping the crashing Still the best in the world, but you thinking I'm bragging I'm a one man feature, I'm the whole magazine Got sick of being in the shadows, put the spotlight on me Trying to cap the lighting trapped in the bottle twice was my vice Now I'm riding through the city like I'm Tommy Vercetti I ain't playing, what you saying, with no gas I'm still blazing Quick to flip a couple tables if able, a solo stable, even with cable You don't want no static, it's problematic Even if you read the manual it's still automatic I don't need your approval, I don't need your committee I don't need no brass rings handed out by a city I shattered the glass ceiling with no glass in my eyes, can't go back to square one when I'm on 35, I tried Maybe I'm too driven by my passion to succeed Maybe I'm just way over my head with these dreams Where's your feature, where's N***** That's what you need, that's your weakness If you think that's what I'm fearing, who I'm needing, you can't see me There are people that need me, either dead or alive I'm still up, jeans ripped at the thigh, sneakers untied I got my head in the clouds, wiping lightning out my eyes I can't tell my God kids I failed cause I ain't try And since my grandmama died, I've been trying to gain composure All these demons 'round me while I'm tryna keep my head up Let me not throw the race card, but the Trump card will ace ya Coming from a place if you make a mark, they'll erase ya Shout out my exes, I see y'all out here stepping Clicking flutes of champagne glasses, popping depressants You see me under fire, just know it's all suppressive I'm from the hood I know the block, I just don't wanna see it Lost my grandmama, my aunt and friends, and I ain't never grieved it Went to hell and back and beat my demons, they just don't believe it I done, tripped and stumbled, number 1 in the rumble And that rumble is royal, the ring you'll be under Still the best in the world, 430 the come up And I ain't stopping until I see a come up over the come up
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