Letter to Momma - GMG Draco

October ninety-two when you pushed me out (Straight up) It was only right that I made a song about you (Straight up) Ain't no tellin' where I'd be if I went without you (On God) Wish I woulda stayed in school, but I dropped out (On God) You taught me how to be strong, gotta give praise When the times got hard, you always made ways (On God) Even though I barely got the new Js (On God) You made sure the kid kept a temp fade (Straight up) And you kept my PlayStation with some new games (Straight up) And you buy me freezy cups with your loose change (Facts) My daddy never was around, that nigga too lame (Fuck 'im) I think that's why I quit school and started to shoot thangs (Come on) My mama taught me how to tie my shoes (On God) My mama taught me how to cook my noodles (Straight up) Mama told me don't spend all my money with a jeweler I bought some real estate plus I'm investin' in my shooters Had to write a letter to my ma dukes (Ma dukes) I know you proud of me, but I'm proud, too (I'm proud, too) You the only woman I'd give some vows to (On God) I'm still your baby even though I got a child, too (Straight up) I paid it off, ain't no mortgage or no rent due (Facts) Yes, she got a Range Rover and a Benz, too (On God) It's a hard job of women raise men, too (True) Ma, you never left my side and I thank you (True) I seen you strugglin', I think it left a scar (Left a scar) I did some things when I was young That broke your heart (Broke your heart) I'm the one that stole the cookies out the jar (Out the jar) I'm the one that went and stole the neighbors car (Neighbor's car) Times got hard, started sellin' hard (Sellin' hard) Before I see you stressin', I'm gonna break the law (Break the law) I was sellin' weed, I never mowed the lawn (Mowed the lawn) Commit a burglary and take it to the pawn (Straight to the pawn) When I win and nobody see, you was there (On God) If I had a school hearing, you was there (That's a fact) Back when you had the Ford minivan, let me drive the city trans Baggy-ass Girbauds and some Timberlands (Straight, straight) Me and my baby mama was beefin' You didn't give a damn (Straight up) You din't never pick a side, told me, "Be a man" (Straight up) I'ma raise my kids, nothin' like my dad, I'm a better dad You're the best mama I could ever have (On God) Had to write a letter to my ma dukes (Ma dukes) I know you proud of me, but I'm proud, too (I'm proud, too) You the only woman I'd give some vows to (On God) I'm still your baby even though I got a child, too (Straight up) I paid it off, ain't no mortgage or no rent due (Facts) Yes, she got a Range Rover and a Benz, too (On God) It's a hard job of women raise men, too (True) Ma, you never left my side and I thank you (True)

Told me it was forever but it didn't last Tell me where did I go wrong? Tell me where did I go wrong? I thought we would last long I didn't know forever could end You broke my heart to a million pieces Why did you leave me crying you said we could still be friends But bitch it's not the same put the blame on me Fuck you for the pain you put me through I gave you my all but clearly wasn't enough You will never find another man like me lately I've been reminiscing about us All the times we'd be kissing and hugging each other Lately I've been missing your love It was clear to me that you didn't want my love My biggest fear was losing you and it came true I'm drowning in my tears feeling so blue We slowly grew apart why would you leave knowing that I would Die for you I would lie for you Why would you leave knowing that I would die for you I would've lied for you I would've done anything for you But you threw it all away You said you would stick by my side No matter what no matter what But you lied So many times I cried So many times I cried I can't believe that we're over Can't believe that we're over nobody will be able to replace you Nobody will be able to replace you I really did love you girl You told me that this was for the better I can't accept the fact that you're gone So I'm writing you this letter Tell me where did I go wrong? I thought we would last long I didn't know forever could end You broke my heart to a million pieces why did you leave me crying? You said we could still be friends but bitch it's not the same Put the blame on me fuck you for the pain you put me through I gave you my all but clearly it wasn't enough You would never find another man like me Lately I've been reminiscing about us All those times we'd be kissing and hugging each other Lately I've been missing your love

When it's time for your reflection As you wait till help arrives You see our good friend's face on the dashboard And you know you cannot leave that cab alive Don't you know I reach for you, from later times Once I knew Once I knew Now I'm walking Now I'm walking in the dark (come on) Like bells our dogs are yelling All across Centennial Park And the Sunday morning light just sends me blind And I'm only feeling useless 'Cause there's noone I can blame Every person, thing and circumstance That moves this perfect day You've left behind And I'm thinking Christmas 1982 (come on) Around this time a year ago Gaskill sold his boat And headed for the Cross to sink a few Never trust a Wayside Chapel crowd On Christmas Eve They must be entertained And if a stranger does the dying Then that's O.K.! And I'm sitting in this hotel room Along Rue St. Louis Dialing old phone-numbers down the line I measure my position To the obstacles we crossed The territory covered And the parties that we lost Those were the days And if I don't hang around Our old gambling grounds It does not mean that I've forgotten We believed, and I still do (One, two, three) Those were the days

Yeah, Pluto You better not raise your voice at me You know I got a pimp degree Yeah, Pluto Draco season with the bookbag Rat-tat got a little kickback Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch You ain't never ever get you bitch back You ain't never ever get you bitch back You ain't never ever get you bitch back You ain't never ever get you bitch back You ain't never ever get you bitch back Lamborghini doors, but I never stop Fuck around got a nigga pissed off Nice little thot got stiff arm Did the Heisman on the hoe got the stiff arm Fuck up that body like Tyson or Holyfield Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (you know) A couple of pills and I got my soda filled Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (you know) Break out a sweat, I go head over heels for these meals Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (you know) She thinks she the one, but to me she ain't nothing but a thrill Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (you know) I've been drippin' like a god, what else? I been dodgin' all the flage, what else? I been fillin' up garages, what else? I gave her her first ménage, what else? Uh, close your eyes, eyes, eyes I'm about to slide, slide, slide Wonder why, why, why I stay in the sky, sky, sky Pink Molly, let me dance with her Freestylin', let me dance with her Sky Dweller, it was sentimental Rose gold, it was cinnamon Draco season with the bookbag Rat-tat, got a little kick back Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch You ain't never ever get you bitch back You ain't never ever get you bitch back You ain't never ever get you bitch back You ain't never ever get you bitch back You ain't never ever get you bitch back Fuck up my bitch by the change Want me to jump out the stage (jump out the stage) I wanna jump in the air You know the love ain't fair You killin' then show us the proof I already got the juice Chain different colors like fruits I like to hang out the roof I got to train my bitches I'm putting chains on my bitches (I'm putting chains on 'em) I'll pull some chain on the snitches (I'll pull some chain on the snitches) I'm focused I'm back on my mission (yeah) Flex on a nigga, no apologies (flex on 'em) Molly off-white, done got to me (Flex on 'em) Playing hockey with the ice in the Major League (yeah) 35 bitches at the St. Reg (yeah) Fall back shooter like KD Back in the kitchen with the curry (curry) Pullin' up with Xan', can't hurt me (hurt me) Pineapple drink lookin' syrupy (syrupy) 56 nights, I was dirty (56) Styrofoam cups servin' patients (woo) Heard you been talkin' 'bout the kid (kid) Knowin' damn well that's a flagrant (technical) I cancel two bitches (cancel 'em) I got me some new bitches (got 'em, got 'em) Come check out how I'm living (check out how I'm living) I got me some new jewelry (I got me some new jewelry) I got me some new drip (got me some new drip) Ain't got nothing to do with it (ain't got nothing to do with it) I'll give my bitch to you (I'll give my bitch to you) If that what she mean to you (if that what she mean) Draco season with the bookbag Rat-tat got a little kickback Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch You ain't never ever get you bitch back You ain't never ever get you bitch back You ain't never ever get you bitch back You ain't never ever get you bitch back You ain't never ever get you bitch back Draco season with the bookbag Rat-tat got a little kickback Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch You ain't never ever get you bitch back You ain't never ever get you bitch back You ain't never ever get you bitch back You ain't never ever get you bitch back You ain't never ever get you bitch back Yacht cruisin' in the deep I'm twisted up I got geeked Misbehaving with your freak Can't tell she got teeth I was in her mouth like veneers Start comparing my career Designer flooded through the crib Business furniture for real I bought a Fendi couch for my kids They just want to plug a nigga wig Charge a half a mil' for the gig Middle fingers up fuck the pigs Diamonds fallin' off my let me jig Never falling off and never quit I retired cookin' up a brick Certified nigga out the 6 Who was rapping diamonds in the zone I was chargin' 10 for the strong Keep on goin' in on this song Keep an F&N at your home Lesson learned and we moving on I got firm niggas, Al Capone Got my Chi niggas on the horn Downtown Atlanta I was born

(Bebé, cling) (Dillon, Kuribo) Wey (Wey), wey (Krr) Draco, draco, draco, draco, mmh Draco, draco, draco, draco, mmh (Draco) Puta, le doy con la draco Cinco disparo' en el pecho Puta, le doy con la draco Cinco disparo' en el pecho Draco, draco, mmh, draco, mmh Draco, ah, draco, draco, mmh, draco, draco (Draco, draco) Puta, le doy con la draco Cinco disparo' en el pecho Puta, le doy con la draco (Pah-pah) Cinco disparo' en el Puta, le doy con la draco Cinco disparo' en el pecho No confío en una fake hoe, ah Hace tre' día' no duermo, ah Pasame un drink, mi molly pink Un poco de lean Ya no me acuerdo ni dónde es mi casa Estoy en la plaza poppiando unas pills Mentally ill, dos Rivotril Vendo a un wachín, por más de mil Puta, los pibes se paran de mano' Cuando pinta esa es la del The Money Team No 'toy jodiendo, soy un enfermo Puta 'toy loco, Martín Palermo Dile a tu novio lo de lo' cuerno' Su culo rojo, como el infierno (Pah, pah, pah, pah, pah) Seis a. m. en tu party con la draco (Draco) ¿Dónde dejé la bici? no me acuerdo, no me acuerdo Escucho voces tengo miedo (Miedo) Escucho voces tengo (Cling) Draco, mmh, draco, draco, draco, mmh (Draco) Draco, draco, mmh, draco, draco Puta, le doy con la draco Cinco disparo' en el pecho Puta, le doy con la draco Cinco disparo' en el (Piuf) Puta, les doy con la forty-seven No sé rapear, sueno más que ustedes Mi vaso 'ta lila, le falta Seven Mi mama 'ta presa por vender nieve Puta 'toy enfermo, el Dillom 'ta stick Puta 'toy enfermo, permiso, achís Puta en Lost Boys soy el MVP No pago nada, yo siempre en el vip A tu rapero favorito Le toco el punto G (No homo) Me llama tu wacha pa' que vayamo' a coger Dame un trago de Jägermeister Puta, tengo sed (Tengo sed) Dame un trago de eso Pa' bajar el Percocet Draco, draco, draco, draco, mmh Draco, mmh, draco, mmh, draco, draco (Draco, draco, draco)