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Urban Principle - Mumma Lyrics



Urban Principle - Mumma Lyrics




Mumma
Im gone make it out i'm gone become the
Greatest of them all i'm gonna run up
This bag so you will never have to stress to make a dollar
Imma work my ass off so i can fly you overseas in the summer

Mumma
Im gone make it out i'm gone become the
Greatest of them all i'm gonna run up
This bag so you will never have to stress to make a dollar
Imma work my ass off so i can fly you overseas in the summer

Hold up
Princey boy i think i hit a block
But the only block i touch
Is when i'm dusting off this hate
I rang my guys
Yo i got some fire shit
Im gonna run it up
I put it on my life
Im gonna make it out one day
See ever since
I invested my all to keep a promise
But this life ain't on my side
And i keep running into problems
Like the devil
The levels of stress
Are shaking my mentals
Cause i ain't even got a taste
Aye
But we all gotta eat
Respect the guys who trapping
Hard to provide
Its hard to make a-lot legally
These laws i cant abide by
Supplying with my dirty money
I get they rely
Money ain't buy happiness
So why the rich alive
Thats a lie
I ain't ever seen no rich nigga cry
Where i come from its hard for us to make it out alive
Thats some real shit we struggle while you live a different life
Don't tell me how i gotta live i got this far without advice
So i say

Mumma
Im gone make it out i'm gone become the
Greatest of them all i'm gonna run up
This bag so you will never have to stress to make a dollar
Imma work my ass off so i can fly you overseas in the summer

Mumma
Im gone make it out i'm gone become the
Greatest of them all i'm gonna run up
This bag so you will never have to stress to make a dollar
Imma work my ass off so i can fly you overseas in the summer

When i see the blue skies
I think of Brodie who died
LLE
Cant believe
That you took your own life
Hard shit
Should've seen that you were hurt
But that smile
Disguised my eyes
Cried
When i got the news that night
Regret filling my body
While i put yours to the grave
If i could have one wish
I would wish to take your place
Why the good go first
God answer that
Cause you ain't seen me in a while
Buck it up lets have a chat
I know i did you wrong
Got the weight of the devil on my shoulder
Cant complain because you give the hard to soldiers
Soldier on and keep it moving
Got a whole lot to prove
Ill risk everything i have
Cause i ain't got nothing left to lose
Lose feeling
Cause my mumma still working
Working day to day for pay
It got me feeling like a burden
Tired eyes
I can see it in your eyes
You wanna cry its got me hurting
Searching for the path
So you will never have to work again
So i say

Mumma
Im gone make it out i'm gone become the
Greatest of them all i'm gonna run up
This bag so you will never have to stress to make a dollar
Imma work my ass off so i can fly you overseas in the summer

Mumma
Im gone make it out i'm gone become the
Greatest of them all i'm gonna run up
This bag so you will never have to stress to make a dollar
Imma work my ass off so i can fly you overseas in the summer
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Mumma
Im gone make it out i'm gone become the
Greatest of them all i'm gonna run up
This bag so you will never have to stress to make a dollar
Imma work my ass off so i can fly you overseas in the summer

Mumma
Im gone make it out i'm gone become the
Greatest of them all i'm gonna run up
This bag so you will never have to stress to make a dollar
Imma work my ass off so i can fly you overseas in the summer

Hold up
Princey boy i think i hit a block
But the only block i touch
Is when i'm dusting off this hate
I rang my guys
Yo i got some fire shit
Im gonna run it up
I put it on my life
Im gonna make it out one day
See ever since
I invested my all to keep a promise
But this life ain't on my side
And i keep running into problems
Like the devil
The levels of stress
Are shaking my mentals
Cause i ain't even got a taste
Aye
But we all gotta eat
Respect the guys who trapping
Hard to provide
Its hard to make a-lot legally
These laws i cant abide by
Supplying with my dirty money
I get they rely
Money ain't buy happiness
So why the rich alive
Thats a lie
I ain't ever seen no rich nigga cry
Where i come from its hard for us to make it out alive
Thats some real shit we struggle while you live a different life
Don't tell me how i gotta live i got this far without advice
So i say

Mumma
Im gone make it out i'm gone become the
Greatest of them all i'm gonna run up
This bag so you will never have to stress to make a dollar
Imma work my ass off so i can fly you overseas in the summer

Mumma
Im gone make it out i'm gone become the
Greatest of them all i'm gonna run up
This bag so you will never have to stress to make a dollar
Imma work my ass off so i can fly you overseas in the summer

When i see the blue skies
I think of Brodie who died
LLE
Cant believe
That you took your own life
Hard shit
Should've seen that you were hurt
But that smile
Disguised my eyes
Cried
When i got the news that night
Regret filling my body
While i put yours to the grave
If i could have one wish
I would wish to take your place
Why the good go first
God answer that
Cause you ain't seen me in a while
Buck it up lets have a chat
I know i did you wrong
Got the weight of the devil on my shoulder
Cant complain because you give the hard to soldiers
Soldier on and keep it moving
Got a whole lot to prove
Ill risk everything i have
Cause i ain't got nothing left to lose
Lose feeling
Cause my mumma still working
Working day to day for pay
It got me feeling like a burden
Tired eyes
I can see it in your eyes
You wanna cry its got me hurting
Searching for the path
So you will never have to work again
So i say

Mumma
Im gone make it out i'm gone become the
Greatest of them all i'm gonna run up
This bag so you will never have to stress to make a dollar
Imma work my ass off so i can fly you overseas in the summer

Mumma
Im gone make it out i'm gone become the
Greatest of them all i'm gonna run up
This bag so you will never have to stress to make a dollar
Imma work my ass off so i can fly you overseas in the summer
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Writer: Tumairangi Pehi
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Urban Principle - Mumma Video
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Performed By: Urban Principle
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Tumairangi Pehi

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