Saigon, Curbside Hustle - My Mama Thinks I'm Crazy lyrics
[Saigon, Curbside Hustle - My Mama Thinks I'm Crazy lyrics]
Uh, how real is, this? (uh huh)
How real is this? (Saigon) do it, do it
My mama thinks I'm crazy
(my mama think I'm crazy)
My mama thinks I'm craaaaazy (you do)
My mama thinks I'm crazy
(my mama think I'm crazy)
But she don't know a thiiiiiiing
Uh, uh, uh truth or dare who should
Care? Lucifer's near, proof is there
Either your gun is a souvenir, or you use it
Yeah when you use it
You face the music prison you lose it there
How could you compare? Niggas is
20 and they losin’ hair
Mama said "Brian, I hate to say this shit
But, I don't be lyin’
The way you livin’, I only picture you dyin’"
And though I'm defiant
I know the reason why
She droppin’ the science
Know why that's what she implyin’
I know why she cryin’
My mama thinks I'm crazy
(damn, my mama think I'm crazy)
My mama thinks I'm craaaaazy
Two to the one i get a gun
You get a gun and do it for fun
Mama not believin’ there's reasons niggas'll
Shoot at her son
She know I sell smoke but don't
Know that I'm movin’ a ton
Hard to find a job, yeah
At least not a lucrative one
One of your dude's nigga’s gettin’ money
That's much younger than you
You catch hustle fever
Your temperature's like 102
'Stead of goin’ to see the doc
You goin’ to see 'Pac
Pop was short for popular
Gotta supply the B-rock
She wrote me when I was in C-block
My mama thinks I'm crazy
(my mama think I'm crazy)
My mama thinks I'm crazy
(uhh, my mama think I'm crazy)
My mama thinks I'm craaaaazy
My mama checkin’ in my bedroom
But, I ain't there
I left a note that said, "Life ain't fair"
(life ain't fair)
I came back and seen a note that said
"I ain't care yeah, motherfucker
Life ain't fair i let you live here"
The struggles of a single black
Woman raisin’ a man
That and poverty obviously go hand in hand
Damn! My mama think I'm crazy
The funny thing she been thinkin’ this
Since I was a baby well if I'm crazy
Then I'm prayin’ that father can save me
‘Cause my mama? My mama? MY MAMA?
Man, listen
My mama thinks I'm crazy
(my mama think I'm crazy)
But she don't know a thiiiiiiing
My damn mama thinks I'm crazy, uh, uh huh
(How real is, this?)
My mama thinks I'm craaaaaaazyyyy
How real is this? (Saigon) do it, do it
My mama thinks I'm crazy
(my mama think I'm crazy)
My mama thinks I'm craaaaazy (you do)
My mama thinks I'm crazy
(my mama think I'm crazy)
But she don't know a thiiiiiiing
Uh, uh, uh truth or dare who should
Care? Lucifer's near, proof is there
Either your gun is a souvenir, or you use it
Yeah when you use it
You face the music prison you lose it there
How could you compare? Niggas is
20 and they losin’ hair
Mama said "Brian, I hate to say this shit
But, I don't be lyin’
The way you livin’, I only picture you dyin’"
And though I'm defiant
I know the reason why
She droppin’ the science
Know why that's what she implyin’
I know why she cryin’
My mama thinks I'm crazy
(damn, my mama think I'm crazy)
My mama thinks I'm craaaaazy
Two to the one i get a gun
You get a gun and do it for fun
Mama not believin’ there's reasons niggas'll
Shoot at her son
She know I sell smoke but don't
Know that I'm movin’ a ton
Hard to find a job, yeah
At least not a lucrative one
One of your dude's nigga’s gettin’ money
That's much younger than you
You catch hustle fever
Your temperature's like 102
'Stead of goin’ to see the doc
You goin’ to see 'Pac
Pop was short for popular
Gotta supply the B-rock
She wrote me when I was in C-block
My mama thinks I'm crazy
(my mama think I'm crazy)
My mama thinks I'm crazy
(uhh, my mama think I'm crazy)
My mama thinks I'm craaaaazy
My mama checkin’ in my bedroom
But, I ain't there
I left a note that said, "Life ain't fair"
(life ain't fair)
I came back and seen a note that said
"I ain't care yeah, motherfucker
Life ain't fair i let you live here"
The struggles of a single black
Woman raisin’ a man
That and poverty obviously go hand in hand
Damn! My mama think I'm crazy
The funny thing she been thinkin’ this
Since I was a baby well if I'm crazy
Then I'm prayin’ that father can save me
‘Cause my mama? My mama? MY MAMA?
Man, listen
My mama thinks I'm crazy
(my mama think I'm crazy)
But she don't know a thiiiiiiing
My damn mama thinks I'm crazy, uh, uh huh
(How real is, this?)
My mama thinks I'm craaaaaaazyyyy