Kota the Friend

Mommy
You ain't gotta change You ain’t gotta play the game Why you want to be like everybody else Boy get your belt Either that or imma get it for you I better see some good grades Or imma put it on you You insecure and it don't make sense You cute, smart, funny and skilled I know some people that would kill for your talent But you tripping over shit we can't afford This recession time Better count your blessings slime You know how we living You be eating at your aunties She got food up in her kitchen It won’t be this way forever But right now that's how it is And if I could get you everything Shit I probably would Then again I wouldn't Cause it wouldn't do you good You better than a Yankee fitted You better than some uptowns You better than your bad decisions SongtexteSun gon rise, Sun gon shine, Sun gon set Sun gon rise, Sun gon shine, Sun gon set on you Sun gon rise, Sun gon shine, Sun gon set Sun gon rise, Sun gon shine, Sun gon set on you You remind me of your dad Cause you ain't shit Every day you in this class And your grades shit Dumb nigga, what the fuck is going on? Is you stupid, what is you doing? Why I let em hit it raw I feel sorry for the both of us And I don't even mean to hurt your feelings I'm sorry I'm just going through it Lets go and get those Jordan’s you wanted Cause I can spend a few hundred My son the flyest nigga in the school Never see him in no off-brand You know imma put you in them Gucci’s for the fall dance I been working late Cause I can get this money Overtime so you won't be out here looking bummy I’ll be damned We gon be the freshest if I got to run the scan We don't even conversate with broke ones If the fit wack then you show these niggas no love Bout to hit the club for the night Here hold something Sun gon rise, Sun gon shine, Sun gon set Sun gon rise, Sun gon shine, Sun gon set on you Sun gon rise, Sun gon shine, Sun gon set Sun gon rise, Sun gon shine, Sun gon set on you I wish I had a mommy I wish I had some clean clothes I wish I had a family that gave a fuck I wish I had a bed I wish my shit was stable Cause I'm trying to go to college And they pick you if your grades is up My surrogate a crack addict My sperm donor got out of prison, he back at it I'm A.D.D., malnutritioned and Asthmatic I’m constantly the target of bullies that have status And it's overwhelming But I'm the first one at the school though And when I have kids they gon always have the new clothes When I graduate I'm gon get up out the hood Even though I hate my father, put a million on his books I don't give a fuck, everybody laughing at my clothes I don't give a fuck, niggas won't be laughing anymore When I'm rich as fuck And imma be there for my kids Imma make sure they ain't never gotta live the way I've lived Sun gon rise, Sun gon shine, Sun gon set Sun gon rise, Sun gon shine, Sun gon set on you Sun gon rise, Sun gon shine, Sun gon set Sun gon rise, Sun gon shine, Sun gon set on you Aus Songtexte Mania