Look Mom, I'm a Rapper (Intro)

That beat drop come kinda weird Yeah Yeah Look mom your son's a rapper I done came a long way from robbin', scammin', trappin' You always had a way with words I picked up on your habits Everything we been through in the past Act like it never happened Momma know I f*ck with you But you don’t like me cursing tho My name it come from pain You be shaking off my curses tho I been fighting my demons Pull that glock up out your purse and blow Told you I almost killed my self You felt my pain and eased my mind and made me feel so comfortable So I been in and out my bag to make it personal It’s like I gotta say some names to make it worse for you Momma, they can only stab yo back if they get close to you Every time I fade to the back you come and see me and bring me back to the front but you believe me when I say I can’t be trusting these niggas You hate when I say nigga I’m scared even my shadow gone leave me Im scared with all this doubt they gone beat me Momma said let em talk cuz if them words ever reach me You know I’m big on education if they reaching I’m teaching Imma handle all the money ain’t no room for no leeching It’s been weighing on my conscience any longer it might Eat me up Semi tucked I been moving solo then I feel in love with double cups Iso never sober my sober emotions bottled up He ain’t even gone answer if I call so you gotta call for us Look mom your son's a rapper I done came a long way from robbin', scammin', trappin' You always had a way with words I picked up on your habits Everything we been through in the past Act like it never happened Look mom your son's a rapper I done came a long way from robbin', scammin', trappin' You always had a way with words I picked up on your habits Everything we been through in the past Act like it never happened I know this song for you but let me talk to this man I been in and out the booth I got some confidence man When I was young I was your biggest fan But ever since we moved out nigga I been the man I been down I done made mistakes But he ain’t never late On the ground When the devil shake I get out the way Where was you with the helping hand? You catching what I’m saying You was reaching for them situationships But where yo fam? Ain’t no reaching out I’m reaching for what's tucked inside my pants I might fail I might get so heated I might go to jail Cuz you killing all my dreams and reasons that I love myself So if it’s raining imma pour it out shout out my mental health Ain’t no balance Ain’t no checks All that power ain’t been separated yet Ain’t no malice Ain’t no regrets I just had to sit down get some shit up off my chest Look pop your son's a rapper Hope everything’s going good in your newest chapter You always holding on to grudges I picked up on your habits Everything we been through in the past act like it never happened Look pop your son's a rapper Hope everything’s going good in your newest chapter You always holding on to grudges I picked up on your habits Everything we been through in the past act like it never happened Look mom your son's a rapper You always had a way with words I picked up on your habits Everything we been through in the past Act like it never happened