And They Said Lyrics - Son Of Norma - S.p.m.

It's your boy SPM yall 

And you know as I sit up in this cell 

I think to myself 

I'm really blessed man 

I get so much love 

And I gotta thank you for that that, 

So you know, that's what I'm gonna do 

Ya, cuz mean the world to me 

You helped me feed my family 

You helped clothed my children 

And all I do, all I do is flow, but flow I do. 

Check me out 

It's the boy Los blowing kill with my hood, 

Fire up another one this for Hillwood 

Dropping new hits, how the hell does he do it 

Flowing in my 8x12 sipping thru it 

Lets ride in the wind, keep my chin high 

In the middle of the struggle but we gonna get by 

Mamacit don't cry, the whole world holds us 

Even haters on LimeWire trying to download us 

No pain no glory, write a love story 

Whether it's a new song or another 40 

Buddy when I jump on the mic its magic 

Bill gates money up inside this tablet 

So much love in the mail they handle me 

Fans of my family, friends was fantasy 

Everything clear let the silent live on 

About time I wrote a mother fucking positive song 

Chorus x 2 

Niggas came up and they said I couldn't do it 

Now I'm selling all stores, staying true to it 

Even from prison I ball like a rocket 

Motherfucker's steady tripping because they just can't stop me 

Mary Jane love me, Mary Jane hold me 

No one do it better that what Mary Jane told me 

Ill already knew that, what about you black 

Feel like I'm rolling 84's on the new lag 

Ride with a G, please don't burnt the seats 

Sipping all day, mouth full of purples teas 

Brew perfectly no my blunt is flenzy 

But I will not retire like spunz Mackenzie 

Some are stingy but I'm not that way 

I use to share my 40oz with my homeboy drake 

Not the one that's all famous, yall be tripping, 

I'm talking about the drake that worked at churches chicken 

This is my hood, we don't claim no sets 

But the streets are alive and the game don't rest 

So I stay on my toes, still I'm able to smile 

A brand new year and I made it somehow 

Chorus x 2 

This a song for the single, a song for the married 

A song for the moms and the baby's that they carry 

I'm far from a preacher, far from a teacher 

This is just to tell you, that I love you and I need you 

So many memories, so many pains 

Its funny how I use it all up for my games 

That's why I tell you if you going thru a storm 

Don't trip god uses pain to make people strong 

Chorus x 2