Mama I Made It (Explicit)
Jim Jones"Mama I Made It (Explicit)" เป็นเพลงของ Jim Jones, 2019, Pop ความยาว 3:24, 60 lines / 532 words
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0:03I'ma cold soul in a hard body
0:10Heatmakerz, Crack Music
0:14Yeah, everything seem drama related
0:18Comma after comma, them commas my favorite
0:23Just sign it and date it
0:24All I ever wanted to say was, "Look mom, I made it"
0:28Look mom, I made it
0:33Look mom, I made it
0:35That crack rock, used to cut it and shave it
0:38That was after I bathed it, look mom, I made it
0:41When I saw the syringe, I swore I would cringe, mommy
0:45Gone off the binge, daddy beat the doors off the hinge
0:49It felt like God was recordin' my sins
0:51To play 'em back in my dreams to make sure I saw 'em again
0:54I can't afford no more friends, I can't afford no more losses
0:58I've dropped bags at the jewelers, spent forty on crosses
1:01I was down on my chips and I was still at the dealer
1:05I put bricks in my wrist so I can feel legit
1:07I'm a cold soul in a hard body
1:10Roll dolo in a wide body (Get 'em)
1:13They snatched the gang, they tryna charge 'em with a John Gotti
1:19Another three, they goin' down for an armed robbery (Woo-woo)
1:23It's all facts, I can't tell a lie (Can't tell a lie)
1:26I pray to God 'cause he told me that the devil lies (Uh huh)
1:29Called my jeweler then he told me that my bezel cries
1:33Drop my top so I can pray up to my heaven skies
1:36Yeah, everything seem drama related
1:40Comma after comma, them commas my favorite
1:45Just sign it and date it
1:47All I ever wanted to say was, "Look mom, I made it"
1:50Look mom, I made it
1:55Look mom, I made it
1:58That crack rock, used to cut it and shave it
2:00That was after I bathed it, look mom, I made it
2:05Look mom, I made it
2:07I'm goin' overseas, I hope little mama can make it (Damn)
2:10I left her naked, told her meet me on the runway (Runway)
2:14When we comin' back? I only booked a one-way (Please)
2:17Why you askin' questions? You the one I chose to come play (Come on)
2:20Besides, who else gon' get you Chick-Fil-A on a Sunday (Who else?)
2:24They touched the don, it's dawn, locin', gunplay
2:27I touch ya moms, that's word to moms, some say (What?)
2:31Lost both my niggas, same circumstance
2:36I was thrivin' through pain (Bloodshed, Huddy 6)
2:38Outside with the stick on me (Who want it?)
2:42Wait, I ain't got no one to blame
2:45That would drive you insane
2:46I would drive in the rain
2:48Body twenty-five, I still get twenty-five wit' a thang
2:51No more quarters, doggie, that's the price of them thangs
2:55Side or whole bird, I ain't got time to be slicin' no wings
2:59Yeah, everything seem drama related
3:02Comma after comma, them commas my favorite
3:06Just sign it and date it
3:09All I ever wanted to say was, "Look mom, I made it"
3:14Look mom, I made it
3:17Look mom, I made it
3:20That crack rock, used to cut it and shave it
3:22That was after I bathed it, look mom, I made it
3:24Look mom, I made it
I'ma cold soul in a hard body Heatmakerz, Crack Music Yeah, everything seem drama related Comma after comma, them commas my favorite Just sign it and date it All I ever wanted to say was, "Look mom, I made it" Look mom, I made it Look mom, I made it That crack rock, used to cut it and shave it That was after I bathed it, look mom, I made it When I saw the syringe, I swore I would cringe, mommy Gone off the binge, daddy beat the doors off the hinge It felt like God was recordin' my sins To play 'em back in my dreams to make sure I saw 'em again I can't afford no more friends, I can't afford no more losses I've dropped bags at the jewelers, spent forty on crosses I was down on my chips and I was still at the dealer I put bricks in my wrist so I can feel legit I'm a cold soul in a hard body Roll dolo in a wide body (Get 'em) They snatched the gang, they tryna charge 'em with a John Gotti Another three, they goin' down for an armed robbery (Woo-woo) It's all facts, I can't tell a lie (Can't tell a lie) I pray to God 'cause he told me that the devil lies (Uh huh) Called my jeweler then he told me that my bezel cries Drop my top so I can pray up to my heaven skies Yeah, everything seem drama related Comma after comma, them commas my favorite Just sign it and date it All I ever wanted to say was, "Look mom, I made it" Look mom, I made it Look mom, I made it That crack rock, used to cut it and shave it That was after I bathed it, look mom, I made it Look mom, I made it I'm goin' overseas, I hope little mama can make it (Damn) I left her naked, told her meet me on the runway (Runway) When we comin' back? I only booked a one-way (Please) Why you askin' questions? You the one I chose to come play (Come on) Besides, who else gon' get you Chick-Fil-A on a Sunday (Who else?) They touched the don, it's dawn, locin', gunplay I touch ya moms, that's word to moms, some say (What?) Lost both my niggas, same circumstance I was thrivin' through pain (Bloodshed, Huddy 6) Outside with the stick on me (Who want it?) Wait, I ain't got no one to blame That would drive you insane I would drive in the rain Body twenty-five, I still get twenty-five wit' a thang No more quarters, doggie, that's the price of them thangs Side or whole bird, I ain't got time to be slicin' no wings Yeah, everything seem drama related Comma after comma, them commas my favorite Just sign it and date it All I ever wanted to say was, "Look mom, I made it" Look mom, I made it Look mom, I made it That crack rock, used to cut it and shave it That was after I bathed it, look mom, I made it Look mom, I made it
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