Yea
In my darkest days, you make me feel good, ma
Looked you in your eyes, I promise I'll get us out the hood, ma
I got God, so we good, ma
Daddy died, that hurt your spirit, and I understand you
Sometimes it hurt to talk about it, but I understand you
I'm your baby boy
You taught me manners, how to treat a woman
How to do the little things, like keep a woman
No, I'm not perfect, I do wrong, I even treat you wrong
But I know how to right my wrongs, I put them in my songs
Got a list of things I can't wait to get rich for
Fifty thousand to your hand, remember we was poor
Turn the city on its back, I'm dropping Venny Son
I Always knew that I was special, it's the love you showed
Years before we left the city, we had saw that body
I still think about it, we don't talk about it
Ma, you raised me a king, they don't do that often
I was made for the lights, I won't see a coffin.
In the morning, cooking breakfast, I forgot your coffee
Ma, you got other kids and I love them dearly
You keep switching your position, trying to make a way
Hold it down, Geontay coming soon, he finna make it
I can't fake it, you ain't basic, used to give me spankings
Now I'm chasing what they making, trying to find my placement
Everybody love your cooking, of course it's my favorite.
Teach me something in that kitchen and one day I'll make it
I got lazy, you got crazy, and I learned my lesson.
She do the most, sometimes she extra, that's just how she coming
You do it on your own, and I love you for it
In my darkest days, you make me feel good, ma
I got God, so we good ma
Sometimes it hurt to talk about it, but I understand you
How to do the little things like keep a woman
But I know how to right my wrongs, I put them in my songs
Got a list of things I can't wait to get rich for
Fifty thousand to your hand, remember we was poor