Love You for That

Mom, I know I was a bad kid but I thought I'd never have shit

The odors made the the packs flip and I lied out of habit

You really tried your best, mom, I love you for that

Never flushed away my packs, mom, I love you for that

Wrote me letters in the pen, I wanna hug you for that

Told me watch out for my friends, you know I trust you wit' that

Any time that we got raided you felt under attack

But you always let me come back, mom, I love you for that

It feels good to know I'm makin' you proud

To know I'm makin' you smile

Now you can be proud when you say I'm your child

Not to mention, I just made an account

There's no more losses when they're raidin' me now

But I can't lie though, I been paid for a while

Mom, I'm sorry for them times that I didn't never listen

I missed all my GCSE's when I went to prison

I know you hated that

And I wish I could take it back

But school, I never stayed in that

'Cause it wasn't payin', mom

I know that you were stressed when I left

But I had to get some ends

And you weren't threatened by them

That wouldn't work out

My whole block knows I didn't get here the easy way

Damn, I'm coolin' on remindin' till I beat the case

I still spend four bills a month to keep my people safe

My workers spend a whole hour coolin' at the meeting place

Now I'm phonin', lookin' for my box just like my pizza's late

You brought me into life and I wasn't livin' right

Mom, I know I was a bad kid but I thought I'd never have shit

The odors made the the packs flip and I lied out of habit

You really tried your best, mom, I love you for that

Never flushed away my packs, mom, I love you for that

Wrote me letters in the pen, I wanna hug you for that

Told me watch out for my friends, you know I trust you wit' that

Any time that we got raided you felt under attack

But you always let me come back, mom, I love you for that

Look at how times have changed

Went from ridin' trains

Now I'm burin' diamond chains

Yo, I think our lives are saved

Damn, I'm sorry for the stress

Plus, I'm sorry for the jail visits

I'm sorry for the feds, I'm sorry for the kitchen knives

I'm sorry for the packs

Not to mention, sorry for them promise never kept

Like goin' back to prison

We used to tell my little bro I'm goin' on a mission

He's older now so we ain't gotta trick him

But you raised him right

And I'm sorry for them times you wait late at night

Just to hear your son reach home from his crazy life

Any time them feds came arrestin' me for stabbings

You'd be questioned if I stabbed them

I just say it was the mandem

I remember when you finally accepted I was trappin'

And said I should invest it into fashion

I was hella shocked

'Cause you know that from a young age I was gettin' guap

But you would still watch with some hope that I might get a job

We weren't the young ****, the OG's could go set up shop

The OG's used to give use burners then we'd let 'em pop

Have you ever set up shop and end up in a box?

And by the time you come home, man, can't even sell a rock?

Ay, but mommy, I need to make sure you

Heard what I was sayin' to you, mom, listen

Mom, I know I was a bad kid but I thought I'd never have shit

The odors made the the packs flip and I lied out of habit

You really tried your best, mom, I love you for that

Never flushed away my packs, mom, I love you for that

Wrote me letters in the pen, I wanna hug you for that

Told me watch out for my friends, you know I trust you wit' that

Any time that we got raided you felt under attack

But you always let me come back, mom, I love you for that