Lirik Lagu Make Mama Proud - Lil' Flip
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(talking)
[Lil' Flip]In elementary I used crayons, even chalkI learned to count money before I could read and talkAnd my mama told me son, you need to shineI couldn't stand at the back, I had to lead the lineI use to make good grades, but I talked in classIn middle school I was late when I walked in classI the teacher ran a aron, I taught the classAnd what I didn't know, I was about to askAnd just because I played ball, I got easy gradesAnd when I turned 13, I got even fadesEverybody wearing Air Macs, Ree's and J'sBut all my parents cared about, was B's and A'sIn high school, I picked up my pen and padI had dreams, of pulling up in a Benz or JagI had to get it on my own, I couldn't depend on dadI had to grow up too fast, but then I'm gladBecause the stuff I know now, I wouldn't believe itThe main goals that I set, I wouldn't achieve itI'd probably be locked up, or running the streetsI'd probably wouldn't have platinum, in front of my teethI'd probably still be mocking, trying to earn a dollarI'd probably be in the hood selling sherm or powderBut instead, I'm making bread legal doughGoing to church and staying away from these evil hoes
(Chorus - 2x)You only got one life,you better do what you canCause when you turn thirteen, you are a manAnd I can't be broke so I'ma rock the crowdIt's up to me, I gotta make my mama proud
[Lil' Flip]There's a place called heaven and a place called hellThere's a place called freedom and a place called jailAnd if you go to jail, they gone treat you badTake your commissary, and beat you badSo I'm staying out of trouble, I'm chasing my dreamI know you see your little boy on t.v. screensI'm blowing up, your little boy making it happenI'm not selling dope mama, I'm making it rappingSo when you go to sleep at night, you know I'm safeCause in Houston everyday somebody catching a caseLike yesterday, my partner went to jailAnd he ain't coming home until he fifty sevenHe nineteen, so you do the mathI got smart, man, I choose to rapSo when I grow up, my kids can have a good lifeThat's all I wrote, y'all have good night
(Chorus)
(*ad-libs*)
[Lil' Flip]In elementary I used crayons, even chalkI learned to count money before I could read and talkAnd my mama told me son, you need to shineI couldn't stand at the back, I had to lead the lineI use to make good grades, but I talked in classIn middle school I was late when I walked in classI the teacher ran a aron, I taught the classAnd what I didn't know, I was about to askAnd just because I played ball, I got easy gradesAnd when I turned 13, I got even fadesEverybody wearing Air Macs, Ree's and J'sBut all my parents cared about, was B's and A'sIn high school, I picked up my pen and padI had dreams, of pulling up in a Benz or JagI had to get it on my own, I couldn't depend on dadI had to grow up too fast, but then I'm gladBecause the stuff I know now, I wouldn't believe itThe main goals that I set, I wouldn't achieve itI'd probably be locked up, or running the streetsI'd probably wouldn't have platinum, in front of my teethI'd probably still be mocking, trying to earn a dollarI'd probably be in the hood selling sherm or powderBut instead, I'm making bread legal doughGoing to church and staying away from these evil hoes
(Chorus - 2x)You only got one life,you better do what you canCause when you turn thirteen, you are a manAnd I can't be broke so I'ma rock the crowdIt's up to me, I gotta make my mama proud
[Lil' Flip]There's a place called heaven and a place called hellThere's a place called freedom and a place called jailAnd if you go to jail, they gone treat you badTake your commissary, and beat you badSo I'm staying out of trouble, I'm chasing my dreamI know you see your little boy on t.v. screensI'm blowing up, your little boy making it happenI'm not selling dope mama, I'm making it rappingSo when you go to sleep at night, you know I'm safeCause in Houston everyday somebody catching a caseLike yesterday, my partner went to jailAnd he ain't coming home until he fifty sevenHe nineteen, so you do the mathI got smart, man, I choose to rapSo when I grow up, my kids can have a good lifeThat's all I wrote, y'all have good night
(Chorus)
(*ad-libs*)
