KXNG Crooked, Joell Ortiz - Look Mama lyrics

(Look Mama, I made it)
Single mother, you ain't have any help
Now your son's on a magazine shelf
(Look Mama, I made it)
Benz logo on the car keys
And my name
In bright lights on the marquee
(Look Mama, I made it)
Some of your friends said I would fail
Said I'd end up dead or in jail but
(Look Mama, I made it)
I knew I'd get my life on track
And I knew you always had my back
(Look Mama, I made it)

You only get one on this earth
My mother is first
She tell you I've been gutter from birth
I'm runnin' through the alley
With my homie blood on my shirt
Thinkin' if I don't get revenge for him
What am I worth?
Nothing is worse than
A mother seeing her son in a hеarse
In front of the church
The hood is full of hungеr and thirst
Stuck in reverse, stuck in a curse
Gun under my shirt
I got it out the mud
And the dirt with nothing but work
I stayed in a little trouble
Got me some steel knuckles
Punching like Ali Muhammad
'til you probably vomit
Now that's a ill scuffle
Life was a real struggle
Tryna find guidance
I'm watchin' TV like "What the fuck
Can I learn from Will's uncle?"
Shit, I survived, they owe me a giant trophy
Now, I'm arriving at island
Somewhere fly and low-key
With my wine and Sophie
The icy rollie, no buying rice a roni
Kobe steak with a side of gnocchi
Lay back and light a stogy like (Ahhh)
Shit changed, my boy, only thing that
Never changed me is the fame, my boy
I'm tryin' to exchange my pain for joy
My homie left the dope game
For real estate, I don't blame my boy
And you bitches do better
I'm tryna curve me a dime for every time
I couldn't rub two nickels together
Y'all thought it was funny
I got 99 problems
And none of 'em money
Who laughin' now?

(Look Mama, I made it)
Single mother, you ain't have any help
Now your son's on a magazine shelf
(Look Mama, I made it)
Benz logo on the car keys
And my name in bright lights on the marquee
(Look Mama, I made it)
Some of your friends said I would fail
Said I'd end up dead or in jail but
(Look Mama, I made it)
I knew I'd get my life on track
And I knew you always had my back
(Look Mama, I made it)

When I was hungry
You was able to put somethin' on the table
Colored money with the staples
Problems the government that gave you
We curl up on the couch
Under the blanket in winters
Watchin' 'em draw the lottery
Hopin' and prayin' we winners
It was rough, but not enough
To cancel thanksgiving dinner
Stuffin tough, you'd warm it up
And give a plate to my niggas, never forgot
Seventh grade, I had three
Shirts from lacrosse
Three pair of jeans from boss
I'd mix and match 'em, of course
In the past, talked
About your drug habit and shit
Told that story enough
Now I'm happy to spit
'bout kitchen renovations
Look how much these cabinets fit
From rock bottom to
Thirty thousand dollar granite and trips
To the grocery store, not on a budget
Get what you want and love it
They got your fresh bluefin
Get another one, fuck it
This for the single mom
Who did it when my dad was lackin'
Funny he disappeared
But you made magic happen
You pat my back and rub
My chest when that asthma attackin'
Baked me my favorite cake
I'd lick the batter laughin'
You made everything better
Mother you're beautiful
The dumb decisions I made
Nothing to do with you
You raised me better than that
So whoever saw Michelle's son
On corners with drugs, I knew better
I apologize to the lovely woman I idolized
That help me down since I arrived

(Look Mama, I made it)
Single mother, you ain't have any help
Now your son's on a magazine shelf
(Look Mama, I made it)
Benz logo on the car keys
And my name in bright lights on the marquee
(Look Mama, I made it)
Some of your friends said I would fail
Said I'd end up dead or in jail but
(Look Mama, I made it)
I knew I'd get my life on track
And I knew you always had my back
(Look Mama, I made it)