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Momma's Boy
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Momma's Boy was released on November 26, 2024 by Saint7 as a part of the album Keep Going Secarrio
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Release DateNovember 26, 2024
LabelSaint7
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marcellius Posey
Marcellius Posey
Songwriter

Lyrics

(Saint, saint, saint)
I know a couple of **** that died on me
Long Live Reek
When I think about you, swear my pain be showing (Lean, L-E-A-N)
Huh, yeah, yeah
Claim that's yo mans, if you get in that jam I bet he gone fold on you
Huh, huh, shit had got real tough, I ain't even fold homie
Huh, yeah, **** say I'm a bitch, man that is a bold assumption
It was just me and Kay5ive at that store, you know we stole something
We was just 10 years old, we played it off like we ain't stole nothing
Glock19 on my waist, look at that back that bitch got a whole button
Huh, huh, I ain't got no patience, chop a hoe off like the old Bunyan
Huh, I'm tryna stack this pape til' I see a whole onion
I'm tryna run up a mil'
I'm tryna run up a mil' geeked up (geeked up)
You know I'm off of that pill
You know I'm off of that pill booted up (booted up)
I got that Glock on my hip
I got that Glock on my hip, get fucked! (get fucked)
I bet this **** get dipped
I bet this **** get dipped, dead man! (dead man)
I bet this **** get dipped
If he run up I got trip, trump card!
Lil **** thinkin' he tough, lil **** thinkin' he tough
Pull his card!
I got scarred like way too many times, I'll never drop my guard
Madukes looked me right up in the eyes, and told me I'm a-
Mama, you don't gotta tell me, look at the one who made me, it was you
Feel like I'm transcending greatness
Every time I walk up in the booth
Reminiscing bout' the hard times when it was just me and you
You my mama I love you, ain't nothing in the world that I wouldn't do
For you
(For youuu)
I told you I'd kill for you, and you know I'll die for ya
If the judge took you away, I'd go to court and lie for ya
I don't never drop my pride, but I'm gone drop my pride for you
I'd go against the world, I swear to god I'll ride for ya
Remember Auntie Marcia died, and I sat back and cried for ya
Remember Grandma Margaret died, and I sat back and cried for us
I'm too close to shedding tears, I'm finna get back to the chorus
I'm tryna run up a mil'
I'm tryna run up a mil' geeked up (geeked up)
You know I'm off of that pill
You know I'm off of that pill booted up (booted up)
I got that Glock on my hip
I got that Glock on my hip, get fucked! (get fucked)
I bet this **** get dipped
I bet this **** get dipped, dead man! (dead man)
I'm tryna run up a mil'
I'm tryna run up a mil' geeked up (geeked up)
You know I'm off of that pill
You know I'm off of that pill booted up (booted up)
I got that Glock on my hip
I got that Glock on my hip, get fucked! (get fucked)
I bet this **** get dipped
I bet this **** get dipped, dead man! (dead man)
Written by: Marcellius Posey
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