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Kidd Kidd - Mama lyrics

Artist: Kidd Kidd

album: Street Fame


Mama tell them I ain't never had nothing
I don't know why they hating on me
If they only knew the shit I really been through
They wonder why I haven't lost my mental
They love to see you break moment
God is the only man I fear only
Get my hand up and please wash these sins off me
They say I got the waves now I'm just being GNARLY
Bitches always want a ring but ain't there, when you call them
My favorite artist is future, but he can't tell my fortune
I'm dripping like a project kitchen faucet
I'm trying to get a bag, out this rap shit
Them losses put me on my ass I was mad as a Bitch
I was down on my last, trying to grab a brick
Had me hustling on the 'zant with them savages
The streets left a nigga scarred, I need bandages
It was damaging
How you do me like that, thought we was family
I know a nigga shot his brother on accident
Left him for dead, said fuck it ain't calling no ambulance
Ain't tell police who shot him, when they was asking him
I did some shit when I was younger, still fucking with my head
I hope god, really paying attention to me when I'm praying
Devil knows, I'm on demon time
Mama tell them I ain't never had nothing
I don't know why they hating on me
If they only knew the shit I really been through
They wonder why I haven't lost my mental
They love to see you break moment
God is the only man I fear only
Get my hand up and please wash these sins off me
Get my hand up and please wash these sins off me
Got a chopper coming from Russia, Call it Draco
Shotgun shells, size of an egg roll
Hard times man that nigga had to face those days
Went over playing plug
With the cartel picking up the pesos
The Yayo I got in while they sling yo
Times I'm dirty, but I'm grinding, gotta play broke
Niggas dirty do you grimey like you ain't no
Put a round on your head, like a halo
Some times I'm stressing like a motherfucker holding my gun
I'll be jelly like a motherfucker hole, You fuck
You better rep me like a motherfucking
Know who the one, the one
Some people say I'm cold minded, need to open up
But in my story I'm a rapper, slang trapper cash grab
Sometimes I be fucking up and moving ass backwards
When you come in, my people be looking mad at you
Everybody look over but they forget
Mama tell them I ain't never had nothing
I don't know why they hating on me
If they only knew the shit I really been through
They wonder why I haven't lost my mental
They love to see you break moment
God is the only man that I fear only
Get my hand up and please wash these sins off me

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