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Joe Budden

Genres: Hip-Hop

Momma Said Lyrics - Joe Budden

[Hook] 

Here we are, all alone 

Who gives a fuck about what they say 

I'm sure I've heard much worse 

People need to worry about them first 

People need to learn to mind their business instead of mine 

Here we are, all alone 

Who gives a fuck about their dismay 

But still I'm face to face 

With the one person I can't replace 

One person I can't just tell I'm doing fine 

 

What up Ma 

Been a while 

Lot of catching up to do 

Know you got a ear full 

I'm listening 

 

[Verse] 

Momma said she loves me, said she cares 

Said if I need her, she'll always be there 

But even her saying that struck me as weird 

Why did she feel those words I needed to hear? 

Said she understands me, that was rare 

Cause no one understands me, not even my peers 

And these just thoughts I never bother to share 

So as I write, my eyes start to tear 

I ain't tell her I'm tired, but still trooping 

Alone, but I find myself regrouping 

Ain't say my brain now feel like a prison 

Figured I'd shut the fuck up and listen 

She continued, that was honorable 

Said said I get more and more irresponsible 

For normal folks, she said that's a challenge 

Luckily I mask mine behind talent 

She said "you are no longer yourself" 

"I don't know what to expect of you" 

Said I'm putting up with things I normally wouldn't 

She don't know why it's acceptable 

She said "people living in your house" 

"Don't pay shit, not respectable" 

I told her, they're folk I think highly of 

She said "well they must think less of you" 

"Must feel entitled, all you doing" 

I said I'll fix it, she said no you won't 

Then I got defensive, but still replied 

I told her I need them, she said "no you don't" 

Then she said, "when's the last time you spoke to your father?" 

I said he's self-centered, why bother? 

Cause he only really call about his needs 

And I ain't got enough time to deal with his greed 

Cause my days are darker 

Cut from a long shank but the blade is sharper 

I'm making my not-so-vague departure 

Tell pop I'm his son, not his spades partner 

Last time that we spoke 

He wanted to use the crib, throw a party here 

Which wasn't partly fair 

My home need to feel like home 

Even if I throw a party here 

Then he catch an attitude 

And I catch one right back at you 

We adore each other, but ignore each other 

Think this is how the fuck I wanna act with you? 

Things just ain't the same 

But he sure will call about a Yankee game 

Like call C.C. and get back to me 

What's ill is he say it so casually 

I love him so much he can have all the perks 

Hurts so much, I take all the Percs 

Hurts so much but fuck it, it works 

Hurts so much that I can't sleep 

Mom say I need to sleep more 

Then again, she ain't on this stress level 

So many people rely on me 

I'm trying to get us all to the next level 

Wait, told her I took baby girl to the doctor 

It was only for a check up though 

And she gave me the face like 

"Now would be time if there's anything I feel I need to let her know" 

But, that's just mom again, just being a mom again 

Looked down at the tat on my arm again 

God please give me the strength, keep calm again 

She asked me if Kaylin was pregnant 

I looked at her like she was crazy 

Cause that's my baby, what's wrong with a baby? 

She said "nothing at all when you're not dating a baby" 

"Beautiful girl, I like everything about her thus far" 

"I just don't wanna see you fall" 

"Just a tad bit young, so she got some growing up to do" 

And I replied don't we all 

Momma said "why can't you ever be alone" 

I said what do you mean? 

Went to correct her, she did it herself 

She said "at least that's how it seems" 

Pop ain't called, he's still mad 

Still pissed, he's still angry 

I'm still going, no plan of slowing 

No way I'll ever let his immaturity taint me 

Momma said that Tahiry called 

That ain't shock me, they speak a lot 

She's helpful and knowing my ex... 

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