MAMA'S PURSE

Ever since I could remember, I've been poppin' my collar

Jordans, spendin' top dollar

Fendi, Gucci, Balenciaga

And ever since I made some figures, I've been splurgin' on my momma

And that's the motherfuckin' problem, it don't help her with her trauma

They threw my brother in a hearse and he just gave his daughter birth

Look at her face and see the hurt

Buy her a Lexus, diamond necklace, and Balenciaga purse

I was tryna buy her love, but I really made it worse

Put a pricetag on her love, but can't afford how much it's worth

Still remember early mornings for them Jordans, stealin' out my mama purse

For what it's worth, that shit only made it worse

Every since a little ****, momma tried her best to keep us fresh

At fourth grade: Platinum FUBU; middle school: Rocawear, Mitchell & Ness

The way she got it, my guess was finesse, I really never knew

That she was shopliftin', did it the best, my aunties did it too

See Macy's ain't like miss Jaquelin 'cause she was always jackin' them

Cuttin' them sensors with scissors, switchin' the pricetags on denim

Dealin', she'd steal with her sisters, on point and accurate

Used to go home and practice it, they so cold, ain't no catchin' them

Ever since I could remember, I've been poppin' my collar

Jordans, spendin' top dollar

Fendi, Gucci, Balenciaga

And ever since I made some figures, I've been splurgin' on my momma

And that's the motherfuckin' problem, it don't help her with her trauma

They threw my brother in a hearse and he just gave his daughter birth

Look at her face and see the hurt

Buy her a Lexus, diamond necklace, and Balenciaga purse

I was tryna buy her love, but I really made it worse

Put a pricetag on her love, but can't afford how much it's worth

I still remember uncle Main stealin' change from the offering at the church

What's even worse, after church, he bought some work

You don't understand, don't get it, my lifestyle, you never live it

Come take a walk inside my tennis, hopefully you could see my vision

See them crackheads and them junkies? Those my uncles and my aunties

Their habits bad and it's sad, but I look past it 'cause they love me

You see a pimp and prosititute? Well, me, I see a happy couple

Sellin' ass for that cash, they think it's a honest hustle

You see them Crip **** in blue, packin' twos and totin' Rugers?

We ain't Blood but I call 'em cuz, they bang Five-Deuce Hoover

Call 'em thugs, you see jackers, shooters, me, I see my brothers

Got love for shopliftin' boosters 'cause that used to be my mother

Credit fraud, judge scammin', fuck the cops and free my daddy

I could take our mugshots and make a portrait of the family

Ever since I could remember, I've been poppin' my collar

Jordans, spendin' top dollar

Fendi, Gucci, Balenciaga

And ever since I made some figures, I've been splurgin' on my momma

And that's the motherfuckin' problem, it don't help her with her trauma

They threw my brother in a hearse and he just gave his daughter birth

Look at her face and see the hurt

Buy her a Lexus, diamond necklace, and Balenciaga purse

I was tryna buy her love, but I really made it worse

Put a pricetag on her love, but can't afford how much it's worth