Correction Paroles Momma par Joell Ortiz

Featuring(s) : Blakk Soul

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I only love my bed and my mama, I'm sorry
That's facts
What's up, Michelle? Miss Michelle
That's what they call you 'round the way, right?
Uh

[Joell Ortiz]
Mama's eyes seen some things that made her proud now
Fans cheer her baby name, they say it loud now
Her baby boy on TV, she be bugging when she see me
She be crying when she call me, when I'm touring she can't see me
Mama miss me, makes her sad, but she happy when I'm leaving
Always tells me go with God, I keep Jesus right here with me
Mama's eyes used to tear up for a different set of reasons
We won't talk about those nights, let's just focus on these evenings
We be watching flicks together on her old LED TV
Order food from anywhere or she chef up some baked ziti
That's my grandma recipe, we both miss her, yes indeed
We agree, mama gon' live it up while granny rest in peace
Mama, mama, I'm emotional 'cause God keep blessing me
I stopped by, you wasn't there, Pat said you had therapy
I forgot you go and chat with Miss Gonzalez every Tuesday
Helps you cope with all your losses and remind you it's a new day
Anyway, on your dresser left a quarter of that puré
That you liked from up in Dyckman since the last one wasn't true haze
I'm 'bout to step in this meeting with MTV
Call me when you back at the crib, on the fridge, I left a G

Took a while (Took a while), to reach this type of peace we own (Peace we own)
But we're here (But we're here), moving forward, loving strong
All that's worth having is worth struggling for
We didn't have it all, but we're here to win (Yeah)

[Joell Ortiz]
Mama, I'm so proud of you in case you didn't know
Not the verbal type of son and plus I'm always on the go
But see, I do talk to these beats and so I figured I would show
How much I love you through this flow, perform this at my show
Have every light up in the air until the venue starts to glow
Almost as much as your smile does when I walk through your door
I be trying not to think about a life without you with me
But these years is moving fast, I can't believe that you'll be 60
Please don't hit me for just screaming out your age into the public
But you still look 40 something, you should love it
I remember I would wake you up with raps while you was sleeping
Loose leaf paper in my hand, half awoke, you said, "Keep reading"
Mama, I just got the chills, we ain't worried 'bout the bills
All the cereals is real, we ain't munching on no frills
I ain't doing drug deals, you ain't using drugs still
No more mice across the floor, you like how them rugs feel
Mama, mama, look at us, 'member things was looking rough?
Daddy looked the other way, they looked at us with such disgust
But now things is looking up
So here's a song for the only face I saw when I looking off that bus

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