Raised by single mother who loves me the most
Between me and her, our relationship was so close
Got the golden lock with the golden key
Never break the well-known Mom-Son Team

Make every moment count with your mother
Once she’s gone, You probably won’t get another
She cooks for you, clean for you, can you do the same
Disrespecting the hard-work, ain’t that a dang shame

I might be the baby to her, But it’s alright
After I Graduate, We’re gonna be chilling and living life
She taught me everything that I need to know
She gave me money, but I told her no more

I’m making sure my momma is still good
I’ll take my momma away from the hood
I tried to get the beef away from my families
But if they keep going, They going to turn into enemies

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