Miss them days when momma cooked rice
Fourteen years old, and I wasn't playing nice
This the only way I know how to apologize
Momma forgive me, and let me justify
You was stressing, praying for a better life
Lookin' for a blessing, everyday was a fight
I was doing me, low key flipping every night
The shit I did was never out of spite
Momma hurting you was never my intention
I'm sorry, I always gave the streets more attention
It kills me daily, call it my confession
Left a few scars but I learnt my lesson (I learned)
Growing up we never really shared a connection
Looking back I barely expressed my affection
Asking what went wrong, it was never a question
Shit began the moment I chilled at Marylin's
Nothin' been the same ever since Botaki died
Twelve years old and you caught me gettin' high (High)
Probation wasn't easy, I ain't mean to make you cry
Remember in the streets, moving weight, I had to lie
Making my own bread, wasn't even providing
Out of sight, out of mind, was focused on diamonds
Unaware of the damage, only cared about smiling
I know I learnt my lesson, I'm focused on striving
Miss them days when momma cooked rice
Fourteen years old, and I wasn't playing nice
This the only way I know how to apologize
Momma forgive me, and let me justify
You was stressing, praying for a better life
Lookin' for a blessing, everyday was a fight
I was doing me, low key flipping every night
The shit I did was never out of spite
I should've put myself in yo shoes and felt yo pain
Balling tears when I was locked up in them chains
Thugging with my day ones, I couldn't be contained
I didn't listen now I only got myself to blame
Can't ask for more just got caught up in the streets
Stressed about bills we were homeless at its peak
Turned our life around no more sleeping in the heat
Man it all seems unreal future looked pretty bleak
Yeah I've done my dirt not the man you raised me to be
But everything different, I'm not living as carefree
Let me make it up give me a couple years and you'll see
Gave my word I'd make a mil momma put yo trust in me
Miss them days when momma cooked rice
Fourteen years old, and I wasn't playing nice
This the only way I know how to apologize
Momma forgive me, and let me justify
You was stressing, praying for a better life
Lookin' for a blessing, everyday was a fight
I was doing me, low key flipping every night
The shit I did was never out of spite