EARTHGANG, JID - Momma Told Me lyrics

Walking round the house searching for all
The just to my bullshit
I'm finally finding how hard it
Is to fight the sin
Starting to find a sense
When momma used to say child
When you finish you
Better light a candle 'fore
You park this bitch i light the cartridge
Need to spark the sack to go and get a
Jump from Mister and Misses
Who always arguin'
Tossing up at the thought of them
Mention of the offer to send
From the other one like a curse or something
When they both plagued
When they both sick like what you got?
How you get it? They'll lock
Yo ass up for this if I can't do it
You gon have to beg with
What gon starve the kids
Shoulda known our is was here
Right round every corner
We was killing time and picket signs til
Slumber snuck up on us but, but, but
Ain't I blessed though and I'm stressed lord
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya free all my vessels
In all context, though
In all confines, In all Congos
In all correctionals

Momma told me momma told me
Momma told me it would be like this
Momma told me momma told me
Momma told me it would be like this
Momma told me momma told me
Momma told me it would be like this

Okay mama said go go
Pops said hit the ground
Running, get the dough
Though I put your shit at the door, though
Blood, sweat, tears for the articles
People in four doors
We are in the age of the promo
I been around killas and good
Niggas who live independent
The only difference is the
Depth of your vision
Some niggas never been nowhere so
They sight real limit's
And government house and a bunch of niggas
It's the same premise, different day
Same pimpin
Pull a propaganda out the ceiling
Pull a rabbit out ya hat
Pull a bitch, I got a batch
Bullet miss and hit a negro
Right in his designer cap
I hope them boys find him 'fore we find
Him cuz my niggas ain't fine with that
Don Juan
I'm prime with the ensemble and bomb at the
Wonton but the drama is uncommon but nah
And it don't take a gun to show
That I ain't fucking with y'all
I say it everyday but that
Ain't make it this way ok, ok, ok

Momma told me momma told me
Momma told me it would be like this
Momma told me momma told me
Momma told me it would be like this
Momma told me momma told me
Momma told me it would be like this

All my niggas talk like
Yo cotton picking ancestors
That don't make us stupid
We just deeply rooted
Saturday action includes stabbing
And shooting
Hit the church with bloody shirt
And mumble through the Communion amen
Hey man say man
Way back when we
Was kids we used
To think we was
Invincible oh shit we not
We drop like flies
From homicides every Thursday fuck it
I like bitches that know how
To make grit's right
Take dick like she might do Jiu-Jit'su
Hindu stretches in the morning
Pleasure my dick with nighttime privileges
When I want it
I'm fiending but I don't need it to function
I go dumb like locking keys in the trunk
After the storm, harvest season will come
Watching porn while I'm chiefing a blunt
These rappers corn but niggas
Eat that shit up
My momma warned me of the evils to come
I should've listened

Momma told me momma told me
Momma told me it would be like this
Momma told me momma told me
Momma told me it would be like this
Momma told me momma told me
Momma told me it would be like this