Rich The Kid - Sorry Momma (feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Rod Wave) lyrics

I'm sorry, mama, but this money
That's what made a nigga grew up too fast
I feel my problems startin' chase a nigga
Sometimes I wish I could home so
You could save a nigga we different breeds
So I can see that's why they hate a nigga
My brother
I wish you can see everything I accomplish
I wish you was here see everyday I'm stuntin'
I wish I could show how we came from nothin'

I'm sorry, mama
Know this money here done made a nigga
Now I got all these goddamn hundreds
Still can't change a nigga
Back then, they said I wasn't shit
Now they want take a picture
I was tryna save the money
For some blunt and Swishers
I was tryna make a fifty
Turned it to a milli'


They ain't think I was gon' make it
But them niggas silly
Damn, I wish I could have brought
All of my brothers with me
When we was tryna pay the bills
You wasn't starvin' with me
But I done ran the money up
I bought a Benz for mama
These hundreds might drive me insane
All these damn commas
Gotta watch my back and keep
These fuckin' heater on me
Got my neck and wrist a freezer
Better not creep up on me

I'm sorry, mama, but this money
That's what made a nigga grew up too fast
I feel my problems startin' chase a nigga
Sometimes I wish I could home so
You could save a nigga we different breeds
So I can see that's why they hate a nigga
My brother
I wish you can see everything I accomplish
I wish you was here see everyday I'm stuntin'
I wish I could show how we came from nothin'

Like how them Bentleys whippin' out
We spendin' cash night to mornin'
I think about you every time
I know this all you had wanted
These bitches steady out here lyin'
They just can't keep it one hundred
I'm tryna stay from 'cross state lines
So I won't run it, i punt it
I hope for good times with my mama
'cause we still be at odds
I went to jail and came back, and bitch
I'm still livin' large
Duck from that iron, we slung some back
But take it all up with God
Know once I'm gone, I can't come back
I'm thinkin' 'bout my lil' boy
But it ain't much that I believe, I just
I can't see
Use the smoke to take the pain, it's
Back-to back but I can't breathe, i just
And this image I hold up, it make
It hard to see my needs, i just
Every day I'm thankin' God but it's still
Hard to heard my needs, but, um

I'm sorry, mama, but this money
That's what made a nigga grew up too fast
I feel my problems startin' chase a nigga
Sometimes I wish I could home so
You could save a nigga we different breeds
So I can see that's why they hate a nigga
My brother
I wish you can see everything I accomplish
I wish you was here see everyday I'm stuntin'
I wish I could show how we came from nothin'
(Uh)

We came from nothing
That's the reason they can't understand
They say my partner killed his
Partner for a couple grams
Fresh out that bottom, country boy
I'm finally at the top they told me, "Boy
Go chase your dreams and don't never stop"
While pops in prison, mama busy
I jumped off the porch
Grew up too fast, young wilding man
Not knowing I would blow
Running with Chance, writing raps
That was my thing, too
Until I seen Twan and them
Came through in Mustang Coupes
I've been tryna get some sleep
So I've been sipping syrup
Remember Brock brought me to his
Block and let me serve
He told me leave from 'round this bitch
And go and shock the world
I came home from off a tour
He was dead on the curb

I'm sorry, mama, but this money
That's what made a nigga grew up too fast
I feel my problems startin' chase a nigga
Sometimes I wish I could home so
You could save a nigga we different breeds
So I can see that's why they hate a nigga
My brother
I wish you can see everything I accomplish
I wish you was here see everyday I'm stuntin'
I wish I could show how we came from nothin'