"Mama Say" lyrics

My mama say I got death on me
Probably the reason why I haven't been the best homie
My youngers who up under me sit up in jail lonely
Probably why a nigga been a little frail lowkey

Yeah
Yeah

Cousin got knocked, other cousin got shot
Budget got dropped, it's been trouble nonstop
Bubble got popped, I've been rubbing off facades
Mama woken out her sleep having dreams that I had died
Remember seeing me drown
Not seeing me go down, but hearing the bubble sound
I'm on tour next month, I'll be leaving her for a while (For a while)
I put her belief in me in my pouch
Ended up not being a shame, we weren't the same at all (At all)
Odds of me going off to college on a scholarship
And onward onto jobs that feed my knowledge and my pocket
Ain't really that much higher than getting famous off it
And if that math is too abstract, here go your favorite car (I did it all for you, for you)

My mama say I got death on me
Probably the reason why I haven't been the best homie
My youngers who up under me sit up in jail lonely
Probably why a nigga been a little frail lowkey (Mama say I got death on me)

Yeah, yeah

My mama say I got death on me
Probably the reason why I haven't been the best homie
My youngers who up under me sit in jail lonely
Probably why a nigga been a little frail lowkey

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, I got death on me
Probably the reason why I haven't been the best