Mama I Made It (#MIMI)

Mama, I made it Happy belated I drop the top to the Porsche and I stick out my head and scream Mama, I made it! (And scream Mama, I made it!) Mama, I made it! (Mama, I made it!) Happy belated (happy belated) (mama, I made it for real) They call me the greatest (they call me the greatest) (uh huh) I drop the top to the Porsche and I stick out my head and scream Mama, I made it Mama ever since I was a little kid, I wanted to make you proud I know I put you through a lot of shit I'm sorry the calling was loud but you, you let me drop out of school All of your friends used to call you a fool Now when I go home I pull up in a coupé And ask all my lawyer cousins what it do? What it do? How you feel? You like my car? Check the grill Don't worry I got it, I paid the bill The papers is lyin', I just made a mill But aye, I should play you my new song with Talib Man, that shit is sounding amazing and I I drop the top to the Porsche and I stick out my head and scream Mama, I made it! (And scream Mama, I made it!) Mama, I made it! (Mama, I made it!) Happy belated (happy belated) (mama, I made it for real) They call me the greatest (they call me the greatest) (uh huh) I drop the top to the Porsche and I stick out my head and scream Mama, I made it (mama, I made it!) Mama, I made it! (Mama, I made it!) Happy belated (happy belated) (mama, I made it for real) They call me the greatest (they call me the greatest) (uh huh) I drop the top to the Porsche and I stick out my head and scream Mama, I made it (mama, I made it!) Eish, mama, I just read the papers They wrote a whole lot of fake stuff I hope that it didn't affect you We got this far through the power of prayer Mama, I'm finally famous That's why they're trying to break us We broke the rules so they hate us These motherfuckers is feeling the vapours Eish! Sorry for swearing mama, I don't mean to disrespect you It's just that I hate it when my fame gets to affect you Mare ge anyway, I hope that you good, I love you Your son is a star and they hatin' and I I drop the top to the Porsche and I stick out my head and scream Mama, I made it! (And scream Mama, I made it!) Mama, I made it! (Mama, I made it!) Happy belated (happy belated) (mama, I made it for real) They call me the greatest (they call me the greatest) (uh huh) I drop the top to the Porsche and I stick out my head and scream Mama, I made it! (Mama, I made it!) (squad) Mama, I made it! (Mama, I made it!) (squad) Happy belated (happy belated) (mama, I made it for real) They call me the greatest (they call me the greatest) (uh huh) I drop the top to the Porsche and I stick out my head and scream Mama, I made it (and scream Mama, I made it!) You would think that we chilling at a office park But we just chilling at my home Only on my second album And I'm about to fill The Dome (hey!) Niggas out here tryna fight with me A nigga should be taking notes Aye, nigga I done went platinum before you niggas went gold