Still Love (feat. Grimm)

I don't think you know your son mama I done changed I stayed off in my lane I swear I tried to stay the same But, its a different drug when you mix greed in with that pain And when your fingers touch that money you can feel it in you veins And lost too many people seen too many early graves And I tried a 9-5 but I cant work out like no slave So I said f*ck a Amazon and I got back to grabbing packs You hate your son be taking chances but your baby gotta stack I hope my momma still gone love me when she see I'm wit the thugs Momma still gone love me when my whip is filled wit drugs I hope my momma still gone love me when she see I copped a gun I did some dirt out on this road and on my soul I'll never run I hope my momma still gone love me when she see I'm wit the thugs Momma still gone love me when my whip is filled wit drugs I hope my momma still gone love me when she see I copped a gun I did some dirt out on this road and on my soul I'll never run I've seen people give they all but then still go unnoticed I've seen people say they love you leave like hocus pocus All the deepest things I think I let out when I wrote it That's cuz I've seen me talk for hours but still go unspoken Shit had me feeling hopeless Hope my momma don't notice How my days really been goin It's like my heart was stolen thats why my all niggas toting It ain't no future in this life, this rap my only token My nigga told me, however you rock I'm fucking rollin I only want what's golden Im fighting my opponents He talking big, but niggas talk, boy you gone have to show it It's when we ride through all this violence that's what bring us closest I'd die for this, it's more than dreams, nigga I'm fucking chosen I hope my momma still gone love me when she see i'm wit the thugs Momma still gone love me when my whip is filled wit drugs I hope my momma still gone love me when she see i copped a gun I did some dirt out on this road and on my soul i'll never run I hope my momma still gone love me when she see i'm wit the thugs Momma still gone love me when my whip is filled wit drugs I hope my momma still gone love me when she see i copped a gun I did some dirt out on this road and on my soul i'll never run Momma I'm sorry that I broke your heart I needed this money that's funding my art Never thought dreaming would pick us apart Been shooting my shooting my shot I'm not far off the mark But I know imma make it, no way that I'm not Been feeling like this shit is all that I got They call it the trap cuz you trapped in that bitch, when you trapping and shit you cant get off the block Ran off wit my brother bread Now my niggas at his head Yea We was tryna get ahead Make sure everybody fed Yea Loading chrome up wit the lead I know niggas want me dead Even if it's on my head I'll never fold on what I said I hope my momma still gone love me when she see I'm wit the thugs Momma still gone love me when my whip is filled wit drugs I hope my momma still gone love me when she see I copped a gun I did some dirt out on this road and on my soul I'll never run I hope my momma still gone love me when she see I'm wit the thugs Momma still gone love me when my whip is filled wit drugs I hope my momma still gone love me when she see I copped a gun I did some dirt out on this road and on my soul I'll never run