Marc Vinyls - Dear Mom lyrics

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It's time to go and be the man of the house
If the money coming in
Then the money going out
When shit hit the fan
Then the truth come about
Can you handle that pressure or
Get swallowed by the doubt?
It ain't about no gold
It ain't about no diamonds
It's about who do you love?
Do you put the time in?
Forgetting everything I’m told
Too focused on grinding yeah, mamma, I know
Let me get you to retirement
You know I gotcha back
Yeah, I promise I'mma make it off these raps
I’m sorry for the arguments
And always fighting back
A fеw humbling days made me
Go and realizе that
I put my heart all on this track

Dear, mamma I gotchu (I gotchu)
No matter how life goes (How it goes)
I’ll handle all the blows (All the blows)
I’ll learn from all the no’s (All the no’s)
Dear, mamma I gotchu (I gotchu)
No matter how life goes (How it goes)
I’ll handle all the blows (All the blows)
I’ll learn from all the no’s (All the no’s)

You see a lot on my mind
This past week been crazy
Wonder if my pops ever going see that eighty
Know I’m optimistic
But I haven’t been lately
Still waiting on the day when
The labels come pay me
What you mistake me for? All
These other fucking clowns
I’m too real in my music
I’ve always held it down
The truth is in my sound
The lies is in they frown
King me, checkmate I’m waiting on my crown
But fuck that if you who you
Love ain't up in the picture
You can’t paint another or revert to liquor
The truth is the older I get
I’m getting sicker
My whole life thought that meant
My name was getting bigger
But, it don’t equal that
Too many waiting asking "Where
The sequel at?" sometimes if it broke
You can’t piece it back
So listen to these words and please sit back

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