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NF - MAMA (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
NF
NF
Vocals
Tommee Profitt
Tommee Profitt
Programming
Saint X
Saint X
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tommee Profitt
Tommee Profitt
Songwriter
Nate Feuerstein
Nate Feuerstein
Songwriter
Saint X
Saint X
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
NF
NF
Producer
Tommee Profitt
Tommee Profitt
Producer
Saint X
Saint X
Producer
Jeff Sojka
Jeff Sojka
Mixing Engineer
Alex Dobbert
Alex Dobbert
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Ooh-ooh, hey Ooh-ooh, oh-oh, ohh Ooh-ooh, hey Ooh-ooh, oh-oh, ohh (yeah) You ever make it up to the gate? And if you did, I wonder, is it a beautiful place? Did He put His arms around you, make you feel like you're safe? Did He grab you by the hand and say that things are okay? I gotta know, Mama Did He show you some grace? Give you a pass and tell you He would carry the weight? Do you smile more? Wonder what it's like when you pray Is He standin' in front of you so you can look at His face? When you talk to Him, does He talk back? You ever have conversations about what you regret? Or did it all go away once you got there? Does each breath take you closer to God? Would you say that you cry less? Do you feel at peace yet? Do you laugh more? You feel like Heaven is everything you could ask for? I ever make it up there, when I see you I hope you're smilin', 'cause you deserve it, pray to God that you found joy And always know that You don't gotta cry You don't gotta cry no more I hope you're up there lookin' down on us with a smile on your face (mama) You don't gotta cry You don't gotta cry no more I hope you're up there with God, feelin' loved and set free from your pain (ayy) I look at the situation you had Might've made the mistake of leavin', but it's makin' me sad Thinkin' of you, how you grew up tryna cope with your past Were you like me in your relationships and pushed away Dad? I gotta know, Mama, did you think you were trash? Something disposable that nobody could love or be glad To say they was with you? That issue is a issue I have That's why I hurt me when Brittani gave me those letters you sent I barely read any of 'em knowin' I'd let Them go to my head and get to me, especially when I feel I related, might not be around for my babies But know when I say that I love you that I mean it, okay? 'Cause nobody's perfect, yeah, I guess we all fall short And I can't hold this unforgiveness in my heart no more So just know you're lovable to me, and of course You'll always be Mama to us, we'll save a table for four And know that You don't gotta cry You don't gotta cry no more I hope you're up there lookin' down on us with a smile on your face (on your face) (mama) You don't gotta cry You don't gotta cry no more (no more) I hope you're up there with God feelin' loved and set free from your pain (mama) You don't gotta cry, no Yeah, I'm grown now, took me a while to see the bigger picture 'Cause if you were here today and I was talkin' with ya There'd be a lot of tears of joy fallin' on my sweatshirt Pro'ly followed by some apologies and "Mom, I missed ya" Yeah, I pray you see me down here lookin' up Still got a lot of things that I need healin' from But I'll get there eventually, so don't you worry none I just hope you finally got some peace and you feel happy Mom, I love you
Writer(s): Cole Edward Walowac, Tommee Profitt, Nate Feuerstein Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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