Blueprint (Momma Loves Me)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ugh, right, right, right

Right, right, right, right

Ugh, ugh, ugh

Feel me now, listen-

Momma loved me, Pop left me

Mickey fed me, Annie dressed me

Eric fought me, made me tougher

Love you for that, my nigga, no matter what, bruh

Marcy raised me, and whether right or wrong

Streets gave me all I write in this song

Hootie babysitted, changed my diapers

Gil introduced me to the game that changed my life up

East Trenton grew me, had me skipping school

Valencia's boyfriend Volvo had me making moves

Momma raised me, Pop, I miss you

God, help me forgive him, I got some issues

Mickey cleaned my ears, Annie shampooed my hair

Eric was fly, shit, I used to steal his gear

I was the baby boy, I could do no wrong

Years going past fast, let's move along

Kitchen table, that's where I honed my skills

Jaz made me believe this shit was real

Labels turned me down, couldn't foresee

Clark sought me out, Dame believed

Primo laced me, Ski did, too

Reasonable Doubt, classic, shoulda went triple

Momma loved me, Pop left me

Grandma dressed me, plus, she fed me

Banana pudding was in the hood then

Puffing on Ls, drinking pink Champale

Ty rolled with a nigga, V.A. spot

Tone, Mike 'Zo and them niggas, V.A.'s locked

Biggs fucked with a nigga, what's up, Hoff'?

Bee-High hated the fact I put rap to the back

Money pouring in, clientele growing now

Birth of my first nephew, time to slow it down

October 21st, Lavelle came to the world

Followed by three more boys and then, a baby girl

Momma loved me, Ti-Ti, Uncle Jay

Loves you to death, won't let no trouble come your way

Oh, can't forget my man down in Maryland

He's gone 'til November, how can I not remember?

Tell your moms I'm there for her and Tiembra

And your son, too, it's nothing I won't do

Unless you was me, how could you judge me?

I was brought up in pain, y'all can't touch me

Police pursued me, chased, cuffed, and subdued me

Talked to me rudely 'cause I'm young, rich, and I'm Black

And living a movie, not living by rules

New rap patrolling the city, follow my crews

Bleek, you're still with me, nigga, what did I say?

Your time is coming, you one hit away

Beans, I ain't trying to change you, just give you some game

To make the transition from the street to the fame

My momma loves me