Momma We Made It Lyrics - Jay Rock

Ay doe 

This that momma we made it 

This that: I ain't goin' back to them cages, them people racist 

They remind me of Satan, never gave 'em a statement 

Outta sight and outta mind, bitch sent a happy belated 

If you ain't four fingaz, then how the fuck we related? 

Niggas eavesdropping, they double back and relay it 

I can't respect ya gangsta if all your jewelry is plated 

I'm really bout this paper, know nothing about a vacation 

Gotta chase it, hawkin' this million, bitch, I can taste it 

Stogie hella bulky, we pour up for elevation 

Have patience, fuck all that waitin', where the bag at? 

A half a ticket ain't satisfying, already bagged that 

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Them niggas'll never fit inside these shoes 

They ain't marching how I march, they ain't moving how I move 

Early on went to school, teacher asked was I abused? 

Did I use? Motherfuckin' goon, nigga 

G.O.D 

Them niggas'll never fit inside these shoes 

They ain't marching how I march, they ain't moving how I move 

Early on went to school, teacher asked was I abused? 

Did I use? Motherfuckin' goon, nigga 

G.O.D 

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My hour glass, full of jet black sand 

Ahead of my time, running with the jet pack plan 

Across the globe, hoes hoping they can catch this man 

Off Patrón, chain smoking on the best Afghan 

Before I leave I need a few ticks 

Get my needle and thread, commence the sewing up 

You niggas loose lips 

Gotta keep their ears clear, use a bigger q-tip 

Snubnose like, you ain't seen a nigga do shit 

New bitch, head spinning in my brand new whip 

Oh shit, now that wood in her mouth, that's toothpick 

Get the Mac off too quick, for you to do shit 

Got bread, plus these bitches love to ride the broomstick 

No short stoppin', the flow so poppin' 

Like a new debit card with a platinum and gold option 

That's why I'm doing my do, get what I get 

Open my pot, then put some more sauce in my stew 

Rock 

Them niggas'll never fit inside these shoes 

They ain't marching how I march, they ain't moving how I move 

Early on went to school, teacher asked was I abused? 

Did I use? Motherfuckin' goon, nigga 

G.O.D 

Them niggas'll never fit inside these shoes 

They ain't marching how I march, they ain't moving how I move 

Early on went to school, teacher asked was I abused? 

Did I use? Motherfuckin' goon, nigga 

G.O.D 

Military, Artillery 

Nigga I just left the cemetery, another shooter obituary 

Scared man is a dead man, I ain't scary 

Red mobbin', top head shotta, who you buried? 

You never carried wounded soldiers off the battle field 

A killer like the morning after pill, it get active here 

The red bottom sneaker box house a rapper deal 

I need one for quick, yeah, for 80 that's a package deal 

TSA pat us down, blood, them crackers ill (them crackers ill) 

Due to current circumstances, nigga had to drill 

Crumbled on that ten piece, that niggas had to squeal 

When I was broke, a nigga gangsta is all I had for real 

Them niggas'll never fit inside these shoes 

They ain't marching how I march, they ain't moving how I move 

Early on went to school, teacher asked was I abused? 

Did I use? Motherfuckin' goon, nigga 

G.O.D 

Them niggas'll never fit inside these shoes 

They ain't marching how I march, they ain't moving how I move 

Early on went to school, teacher asked was I abused? 

Did I use? Motherfuckin' goon, nigga 

G.O.D