First Verse:

Scared to death scared live what a way to live

What you give is what you get but you gotta give

Gotta give it up to mom raised kids, workin all them gigs

New Years resolution every year Buy My A Mom crib

It's some real bullshit tho

I shoulda been had her chillin' in a villa ya know

A lil’ somethin' somethin'

All this muthafuckin hustlin'

All this servin' all these custies, riskin' felonies bro

Couple bad flips from broke

And it’s not like I’m broke

But the last month or so

Pack flippin slow

I don’t panic but yo

What the fuck goin' here

Never ending drama but it’s riveting tho yo


Chorus:

Hand to hand

Hand to mouth

Daily bread paper route

Got a goal

Plan it out

Tryna to buy my mom a house

Started off wit a ounce

Man Man lookin' out

Trappin out my mama house
Tryna buy my mom a house


2nd Verse:

I see the ribbon on the door

I see the expression on her face look of awe awwww

She don’t get it, can’t believe it

Like mom it’s yours

Reoccurring daydream my mind drifts off

While I'm baggin up, countin up,

Voice in my head loud as fuck

Do that shit double for anybody that doubted us

Caterpillar butterfly shit

Them jewels from the struggle them shits priceless

Real niggas know you gotta grissle for ya goals

Had to get it out the mud hustler guerilla mindset

Theory practice theory nigga learn from journey

Like the story of Santiago yeah the Universe conspires yeah

Chorus:

Hand to hand

Hand to mouth

Daily bread paper route

Got a goal

Plan it out

Tryna to buy my mom a house

Started off wit a ounce

Man Man lookin' out

Trappin out my mama house

Tryna buy my mom a house