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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Malik Devon
Malik Devon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Malik Devon
Malik Devon
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
manny manhatten
manny manhatten
Producer
Emmanuel Nwaroh
Emmanuel Nwaroh
Producer
jd
jd
Producer
Kavi lybarger
Kavi lybarger
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah Yeah 2:05 and I'm checking out 26 wearing hand me downs Want the six claiming family now Two rocky, it's all poppin in the 702 I got some niggas that show love, then go hating on you Damn Shit be wearing me down Like Why tf they ain't releasing my dude And niggas in coops, don't understand the world I'm coming from It's not you Hoping Jay could live to see 22 He might get shot while in school I think of that and wonder what I could do There's nothing holding me back But the wisdom and the people I choose The give advice but never in the shoes I want it from Damn People leaching like I owe em sum And I don't owe them none I think they owe me one Times is gruesome, better hold you some And know I'm not the one Yeah Mhm Yeah I love you momma I'm getting older and I'm used to that They getting bolder and I'm used to that They growing smarter, I'm not new to that Check the tenure, I've been true to me Check the weather, Vegas getting hot, whenever I drop, It's back to back Whatever's cool with you, I swear I don't mind They nevermind their own business, Til, I'm successful in mine My nigga's did time, They out here forreal They know it's love, In hopes in times we can heal And If I'm keeping real, yeah I see these nigga's that don't fuck with you I hang with them and buy em drinks and now they shooting you I told ya momma, "He was good to you" and Now, I'm good to her Swear it's RIP, Chiling six feet deep Leave them parents out the struggle, "Byrd" Never knew this pain, I swear it hurts My momma gone forever 20 years later I'm probably gone too Wish for now, Hope for better, swear I'm holding out I wanted more too Grammy win awards and make up speeches then Buy my mom a benz and then a house with 10 Bathrooms if she need it People there to clean it See ya on the weekend Character in question Momma passed in reverenced So, I reckon In LA not checking in In hopes I die and rest again In hopes I rise and rest again In times I try and check with him But he don't check on me Wondering If I'm just steady lost or just missing me But god is good, Atleast that someone is I guess there less of me Yeah I guess there's less of me Damn I love you momma
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