Luyện nghe bài hát Momma

Momma, I don't want to see you struggle
Tired of seeing me bump with my big brother
Momma, that's big bruh you ain't got to
We'll die together, kill together, a buck and jury
Momma, I'm like a father to my sister
Gotta make sure she do right momma she my sister
Momma, I'm living how you taught a nigga
Said I ain't raising no I got one daughter nigga
I remember them came and got a nigga
me where you at and I wouldn't talk to niggas
Momma, living room floor with tears in my eyes hearing them say you gon be gone for a time momma

Shout out my Janet she a muthafucka
did 10 back out and she still hustling
[?] to write you letters tell you that she love you
Then we used to to visit you up in Kentucky
Like we went from being rich that shit was ugly
Then my got a job man she selling groceries
Used to have a house in when we was doing good
And a house behind Elvis now we in the
Used to have a now we got a Nissan Sentra
And I can't get a pair of that's fucking with my mental
I'm just tryna let you visualize what I done through
And this public record nigga you could check my credentials

I switched the hustle put us back on top
Momma on 5 acres brother, in that drop
she an entrepreneur get her own M's
Feds still the family but we don't even see 'em
I ain't tripping this the art of hustle home
I went from flipping dope to buying houses, homes
Momma taught me fuck your just keep moving on
If you get caught just never snitch one day you home
Momma, gave me the game and for Mother's Day, I a million and a half for you at Prive
And you the owner, I'm a worker, shit yours do what you wanna you deserve it

I grew 'round that turned me to a hustler
Was raised by a woman I watched my hustle
I just want to be a kingpin, when I up
asked me what my momma do, she a queenpin
And my family tradition
I'm keeping on my family tradition
We built a
And when I grow up I want to be a kingpin, I sayin'
Teacher asked me what my momma do, she a