Groundworks, Digga D - Mummy's One Son Lyrics

(You done messed up, Aaron)
(Yo, ayy, Goon, stop playin' with me, boy)
(Cage got that cold)
Yo

Rhys Herbert, I'm mummy's one son
But don't worry, mummy, I got 'nough guns
Until I have enough funds, I'ma keep grinding
Hundred mill' ain't far away, it's all in due timing
Rhys Herbert, I'm mummy's one son
But don't worry, mummy, I got 'nough guns
Until I have enough funds, I'ma keep grinding
Hundred mill' ain't far away, it's all in due timing

Twenty-one and done three years in confinement
My opps are on nothing cah I got war with the Trident
Feds found a silencer and totally stayed silent (free bro)
Search up my name, you'll see guns and gang violence
I was fifteen, looking at the older opps
Saying, "If I'm their age with no money, then I flopped"
Can't be popped down on the block, thirty, selling rocks (selling rocks)
But I'm still on the market buying stocks
Not shares, just guns (just guns)
I got a million in assets, I ain't dumb, I invested my funds
Been out of jail eight months (eight months, eight months)
And since '017, that's been my longest of runs
I fuck a bitch, post her up on the 'Gram and make her famous
The shit bitches do for some fame is outrageous
I could never love a ho, get what I want and then I go (yeah)
'Cause you wouldn't give me pussy if I never had dough
Yo, round up your friends, send your passport to my PA
Fly you all out, first class on BA
There's gates where we stay, it's all on me, bae
Built from the ground, I put in work 'cause I'm G-Way (G-Way)

(G-Way or no way)