Momma Said

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[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 doin' fine [Interlude] What up, Ma? Been a while Lot of catchin' up to do Know you got a ear full I'm listenin' [Verse] Momma said she loves me, said she cares Said if I need her, she'll always be there But even her sayin' 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 troopin' Alone but I find myself regroupin' Ain't say my brain now feel like a prison Figured I'd shut the fuck up and listen She continued, that was honorable She 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 puttin' up with things I normally wouldn't She don't know why it's acceptable She said: "People livin' 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 makin' 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 tryin' 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 bein' 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: "Nothin' at all when you're not datin' 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 growin' 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 goin', no plan of slowin' 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 knowin' my ex…
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- Joe Budden