Letter To My Momma – GlokkNine

This a letter to my momma, I know you tired of the struggle
One day we gon’ bubble, just gotta stay out of trouble
Can’t get caught up in the mix, I was runnin’ around tryna hit
Cause I was schemin’ on my dick, and no can not lay down for shit
I be totin’ all them stolos, like when I’m totin’ pistols
I can’t let ’em change my life, rather see me in the system
This shit fucked up, fell victim. Wipe your tear and grab a tissue
Doing all this for you, so I can move you out the trenches

Babygirl I miss you, I really wanna kiss you
Got me locked behind these gates, don’t dream about reminiscing
Got direct fouled at 16 [?]
They wanna see me fail steady wantin’ me in prison
It’s just a matter of time till a young nigga can even hug ya
You kept money on the phone so I can tell you that I love you
Just a Rugrat growing up, single mother 3 other brothers
Took care of us all, got tired of watching you struggle
Dropped my nuts, became a man wasn’t trynna hear what they was sayin’
Made a vow to myself never to watch you struggle again
Dropped my nuts, became a man wasn’t trynna hear what they was sayin’
Made a vow to myself never to watch you struggle again

This a letter to my momma, I know you tired of the struggle
One day we gon’ bubble, just gotta stay out of trouble
Can’t get caught up in the mix, I was runnin’ around tryna hit
Cause I was schemin’ on my dick, and no can not lay down for shit
I be totin’ all them stolos, like when I’m totin’ pistols
I can’t let ’em change my life, rather see me in the system
This shit fucked up, fell victim. Wipe your tear and grab a tissue
Doing all this for you, so I can move you out the trenches, ay