Mama I rap, mama I really should trap
My niggas they watching my back, all my pencils I take 'em and scratch
I’m tryna cook up a batch that no nigga can match
I was graded different, mixing of Jordan and Pippen
Like the cotton, I am picking, field nigga riding and ripping got no feelings
Violent and wiping, compiling and kicking
Don't you mention 012 is little tension
I bring the beef in extension
My chest is pumping like engine
When I saw my niggas committed thats when I was wedged in
Lately I give up my prayers
Hit the streets and I tackle your players
Lord I wait for the day that they pay us
Pay me my dues all my coupes and my slayers
I got some dudes who need roofs and some layers
My troops got proofs ask who real and they say us
I do want juice and no truce don't delay us
All of my moves no nigga could decay us
No snitches living in my section
The pistols are coming to take a collection
I was on my intersection where niggas shoot bullets
I live in the actions uh

Mama I’m rolling back
I put my soul in rap pray I’m on the map
I was just holding back
Mama I want the bag put my soul in rap
Mama I’m rolling back
I put my soul in rap pray I’m on the map
I was just holding back
Mama I want the bag put my soul in rap
Mama I’m rolling back
I put my soul in rap pray I’m on the map
I was just holding back
Mama I want the bag put my soul in rap
Mama I’m rolling back
I put my soul in rap pray I’m on the map
I was just holding back
Mama I want the bag put my soul in rap

Mama I rap, mom I'm not new to the trap
My niggas they watching my back, I got niggas in chats
Talking 'bout spinning round back to empty the clip on your fam and your cousin and fans
My cousin twenty five and got twenty five life in the sack
25K the man see the vultures? Fuck ya, birds of feather
Butter bread thats spread by brothers, if you barely suffered you could never love us
How many people you robbed in december
You falling for pressure, my brothers getting a bag just to fake love ya song and impress ya
You paying niggas for cosigns
I never signed nothing but court papers dropped after effort
Now listen do better my family straight
But I'll check on a blood if I ever feel pressure
Great position sitting on a fence maybe stable
You gotta choose a side if you livin'
Cause I done seen a nigga lose is mom and his sister
Cause he was picking sides that never picked him
Daily bullies turning into victims
Aim at me I'm aiming at your women
You find a good time when you live in my position
If she don't try to kill me then I'm with it
Throw me the box cause I'm boxing demons often
Seen the girl I loved then I seen my homies coffin
If you really tough the talking you do without it
If you tryna move then we can get it popping
If niggas really coming through to bring another problem
I park cars, make calls, hop on twitter laughing
Independent nigga zero labels but we charting
How many PR team money you be coughing
Counting all the sponsors look
Managers, blogs booked
Industry turned to another fish market
At least I got far without hooks

Mama I’m rolling back
I put my soul in rap pray I’m on the map
I was just holding back
Mama I want the bag put my soul in rap
Mama I’m rolling back
I put my soul in rap pray I’m on the map
I was just holding back
Mama I want the bag put my soul in rap
Mama I’m rolling back
I put my soul in rap pray I’m on the map
I was just holding back
Mama I want the bag put my soul in rap
Mama I’m rolling back
I put my soul in rap pray I’m on the map
I was just holding back
Mama I want the bag put my soul in rap