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Tired of these phone calls everyday Mama crying saying her body ache Long distance in a whole other state Hurt my soul with her tears down her face Tired of these phone calls everyday Mama crying saying her body ache Long distance in a whole other state Hurt my soul with her tears down her face You don't know what she been through Trynna raise six kids by herself gone hurt her mental Ion know what to tell you Don't speak on her name death stroke imma aim for the temple Ion know how to settle Only need my bread for my moms dat Simple FaceTimes after FaceTimes With tears fallin it's crazy I talk to god he ain't answer me Call me poc i see no changes In the streets dis shit get tricky Only push p got me feeling like diddy Gotta help ma before I help me city I Call shots with this gun when I pump no Ricky No kizzy Don't speak on my moms name Ion even gotta point I'm on guard like holiday I'm an all time star like hardaway Nightmares when I see her face She struggles to much dat shit gone ache She smile everyday but I know it fake The reason I know I've been doing the same I got like too many different moms I came this way cuz they all show me love Don't speak on they name I put that gang I promise lil Nigga don't speak on my moms Dear momma don't cry nomo I know you work to hard and I know you sore What life without you ion know know more For my moms I'll go to war Call dis tribute Real Nigga in my veins I perform say my og names Shout out my moms raised me from younging Shout my pops made a man from nothing I ain't talk bout blood but he still made me All my parents know OBK be a king Tired of these phone calls everyday Mama crying saying her body ache Long distance in a whole other state Hurt my soul with her tears down her face Tired of these phone calls everyday Mama crying saying her body ache Long distance in a whole other state Hurt my soul with her tears down her face