Ah, ah, ah, ah Hate to be gettin' sad with y'all But man, I cut my momma off Hate to be gettin' mad at y'all But man y'all cut my momma off I hate that I feel so glad, because Now man, I cut my momma off Can't even be no man, because No man would cut his momma off This shit don't feel right Maybe, it's time I flipped the switch My kids ain't gonna have life 'Cause I think every girl's a bitch Nah-nah-nah, this must be right She said I ain't gon' be shit Run back into the light If it meant I could be something Yea-yea-yea, 17-years-old When I first started turnin' cold I'd run right round, and back and forth And ain't no chance I'd let her know It ain't no second chance, no, no You fuck up once, she close the door Guess my time has come and gone Now's my time to hit the road Really ain't think this shit would last But I been strung up on the past And I been strung up on the dash Tryna turn this time to cash Had to go toss out all the trash Shit's so sad, such a drag But I done packed up all my bags Gotta get lost and switch the plans I can't lie, I love this woman All she done, all types of cookin' Been so sweet, so time consuming All the time, I'm off consuming Different kinds of different fluids Different kinds of powder, stupid Lame excuse that I'll be using But my flowers ain't been bloomin', ayy ♪ (Flowers ain't been bloomin, ayy) Hate to be gettin' sad with y'all But man, I cut my momma off Hate to be gettin' mad at y'all But man, y'all cut my momma off I hate that I feel so glad, because Now man, I cut my momma off Can't even be no man, because No man would cut his momma off Hate to be gettin' sad with y'all But man, I cut my momma off Hate to be gettin' mad at y'all But man y'all cut my momma off I hate that I feel so glad l, because Now man, I cut my momma off Can't even be no man, because No man would cut his momma off I hate