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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
NAV
Vocals
Trouble Trouble
Programming
Money Musik
Programming
Frost
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Navraj Singh Goraya
Songwriter
Jordan Bacchus
Songwriter
Sugarray Henry
Songwriter
Mohkom Singh Bhangal
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
NAV
Producer
Trouble Trouble
Producer
Money Musik
Producer
Pro Logic
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Frost
Producer
Songtexte
Ah
Ah, woah, woah
Ah-ah
When I was 18 my mama went in my
Closet, found ten thousand cash (Yeah)
Now I got her transit number, send her twenty racks (Racks)
Our Future said you ain't gotta worry about the past
Gettin' money nonstop, I hope it last
Went shopping the whole day
She be surprised my credit card ain't maxed (Unlimited)
Whatever she need, I'm buying,
She ain't gotta ask (She ain't gotta ask)
Even though she ain't perfect, I know that she got my back
No matter what I spend, I don't think I could pay her back
Mama, mama, mama
I just made a little change, mama (Just a little bit)
I just got a little fame, mama
But my heart won't ever change, mama
Mama, mama, mama (Mama)
I just made a little change, mama (Just a little bit)
I just got a little fame, mama
But my heart won't ever change, mama (I won't ever change)
Said she don't care about Sha-nay-nay
She just want to see her baby (Her baby)
I ain't been home in a while, the city kinda crazy
Blow a bag on you, don't try tellin' me to save it
She ain't got a clue about what these labels pay me
I was going to get it, I told you I ain't lazy
I know I been buying you lots of bags lately
In the store, they ask who it's for, "A special lady?"
It ain't for my girl, it's for the one that made me
When I was 18 my Mama went in my closet, found ten thousand cash
Now I got her transit number, send her twenty racks (Racks)
Our future said you ain't gotta worry about the past
Gettin' money nonstop, I hope it last
Went shopping the whole day
She be surprised my credit card ain't maxed (Unlimited)
Whatever she need, I'm buying
She ain't gotta ask (She ain't gotta ask)
Even though she ain't perfect,
I know that she got my back (Got my back)
No matter what I spend, I don't think I could pay her back
Mama, mama, mama
I just made a little change, mama (Just a little bit)
I just got a little fame, mama
But my heart won't ever change, mama
Mama, mama, mama (Mama)
I just made a little change, mama (Just a little bit)
I just got a little fame, mama
But my heart won't ever change, mama
Why you cryin', mama? (Why you cryin'?)
I know my life has been surprising, mama
You say the old me is dyin', mama (Mama)
Say I'm happy, you know that I'm lying, mama (Yeah)
You gotta tell me why you cryin', mama
These different pills that you been finding, mama
You worried that your son is dying, mama
Say I'm happy, you know that I'm lying, mama
She don't want no presents, she just want my presence
She retire, I'll give her a mil like "What's a pension?"
All she tell me is save money and count all my blessings
Frequent shopping, now my closet got designer sections (Mama)
She told me stay humble, but I want it all
I'm shooting all the shots for all the times I couldn't ball
Ashamed at how I been livin', I don't wanna take your call
My fam that turned they back on me, I don't miss them at all
Fuck 'em all, yeah yeah, fuck 'em all
They want me to fall, I just stack my money tall
Cut 'em off, yeah, cut 'em off
We'll never be the same, I'm cut from a different cloth
Why you cryin', mama? (Why you cryin'?)
I know my life has been surprising, mama
You say the old me is dyin', mama (Mama)
Say I'm happy, you know that I'm lying, mama
You gotta tell me why you cryin', mama (Why you cryin'?)
These different pills that you been finding, mama (Why you cryin'?)
You worried that your son is dying, mama (Why you cryin'?)
Say I'm happy, you know that I'm lying, mama (Why you cryin'?)
(Why you cryin'?
Why you cryin'?)
Writer(s): Navraj Goraya, Sugar-ray Antonio Henry, Jordan Lloyd Bacchus, Mohkom Singh Bhangal
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