Fats Pomc - Dear Mama (feat. Kada) [Bonus Track] Lyrics

Sweeet lady u told me dey gon love me den gon hate meeeeee

I see how all dat pain turnna gain for my momma
What I'm going thru is lite way it rained on my momma
Still in deep shit getting change by my momma
I learn to be a man from the hand of a woman

Yung nigga on repeat
Hustle out here just to eat
16 years old moved out up da street
Ma ain't neva put me out mama know I gotta eat
Mama know I was a beast hypnotising Lil freak
17 years old own crib own lease
Momma outside knocking ma u got a key
Time going fast she aint trip when it flipped
From dem sandbox days to that gun on my hip
When we moved to da dub when u knew how I was built
Ma I had to do him bad he was runnin out da lip
But even round the Suez mama got a lil glimpse
Im fenna get him kilt ma he knock u off da clift

Could talk about the days I was mad wit wilder
I ain't wan do work and he was mad about it
So he call u to da school just to laugh about it
Cut class now momma in da classroom frowning
Now me and momma laugh about it
Could talk about dem days bills had u drowning
4 kids one u when my dad was clowing
Dats da past I ain't tryna bring da sad stuff out
Now check u out girl it ain't nunin bad about u
U a woman it ain't nunin trash about u
All my high school teacher still ask about u
N I'm real so u know I still brag about u

A real sweet lady
Made me up in da 80...
Way she deal wit me it wasn't shady...
Now dats da way I deal wit my babies
See my dad he was round yea he raise me
Taut me mind games dat got Paris going crazy
N If she never need me again I'm still waitin
Got in trouble up in school she don't feeel what dey sayin
I went to skool too I ain't care wat dey was sayin
So I no how she feel in dis situation
Mom mad and fenna get all crazy
I told diggy what's coming he being patient
And I'm in Riker's bout a year or 2 later

U answered everytime i called It was hell...
Huggin on my momma from that jail cell