Peter Kings - Mama Lyrics

Ayyy
This one's for you mama
Another one
C’mon
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
All I know is I’m gon’ make it happen
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
Ima make it work with this rappin’
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
I’m just tryna make it out the D League
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
Mama you gon’ see me on that TV
Mama you gon’ see me on that TV
That 50 inch that we bought you with the 3D
That Samsung, even take ya sons CD
Same TV that got my videos on repeat
YouTube, let that shit bang mama
You be bumping Hood Music like it ain’t a thang mama
Let it slap, watch as I swang mama
You my number one fan, hope that never change mama
I don’t know what I’d do without ya support
I remember you was wit me, we was talking to court
I had you racking up some fines for me you couldn’t afford
That's why I’m tryna take you out the jays and give you some more, okay
I need you in my life like I need air
You raised me, showed me how to be prepared
You told me not to put up with no weak stares
I could never be scared
Mama I’m good c’mon
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
All I know is I’m gon’ make it happen
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
Ima make it work with this rappin’
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
I’m just tryna make it out the D League
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
Mama you gon’ see me on that TV
Mama you gon’ see me on that telli
While you sittin’ in that beach house, food all in ya belly
I’ll even pay for a personal deli
So you don’t ever got a leave for a sandwich, you smell it from home
You talking on the phone back to Guatemala
When I know you really wanna be in Guatemala
One day ima pay for all the flights you ever wanted
Wanna see ya fam, go and put it on my card, es nada
I got you like you had me every day of my life
I got you like you had me when I fell off my bike
I got you like you had me every day, every night
I was hungry, you was buying food and paying the light
You was there when I needed you mama
You was never scared to speak the truth mama
Now I’m out here tryna make this loot momma
Promise when I get it ima bring it back to you mama
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
All I know is I’m gon’ make it happen
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
Ima make it work with this rappin’
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
I’m just tryna make it out the D League
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
Mama you gon’ see me on that TV
I love you mom
I promise you gon' see me on that TV
Our time is coming
Peter Kings baby

Ayyy
This one's for you mama
Another one
C’mon
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
All I know is I’m gon’ make it happen
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
Ima make it work with this rappin’
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
I’m just tryna make it out the D League
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
Mama you gon’ see me on that TV
Mama you gon’ see me on that TV
That 50 inch that we bought you with the 3D
That Samsung, even take ya sons CD
Same TV that got my videos on repeat
YouTube, let that shit bang mama
You be bumping Hood Music like it ain’t a thang mama
Let it slap, watch as I swang mama
You my number one fan, hope that never change mama
I don’t know what I’d do without ya support
I remember you was wit me, we was talking to court
I had you racking up some fines for me you couldn’t afford
That's why I’m tryna take you out the jays and give you some more, okay
I need you in my life like I need air
You raised me, showed me how to be prepared
You told me not to put up with no weak stares
I could never be scared
Mama I’m good c’mon
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
All I know is I’m gon’ make it happen
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
Ima make it work with this rappin’
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
I’m just tryna make it out the D League
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
Mama you gon’ see me on that TV
Mama you gon’ see me on that telli
While you sittin’ in that beach house, food all in ya belly
I’ll even pay for a personal deli
So you don’t ever got a leave for a sandwich, you smell it from home
You talking on the phone back to Guatemala
When I know you really wanna be in Guatemala
One day ima pay for all the flights you ever wanted
Wanna see ya fam, go and put it on my card, es nada
I got you like you had me every day of my life
I got you like you had me when I fell off my bike
I got you like you had me every day, every night
I was hungry, you was buying food and paying the light
You was there when I needed you mama
You was never scared to speak the truth mama
Now I’m out here tryna make this loot momma
Promise when I get it ima bring it back to you mama
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
All I know is I’m gon’ make it happen
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
Ima make it work with this rappin’
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
I’m just tryna make it out the D League
Back then I ain’t have shit
Still don’t have shit
Mama you gon’ see me on that TV
I love you mom
I promise you gon' see me on that TV
Our time is coming
Peter Kings baby