Yeah.. vinny… i made it…
This must be the realest track i ever wrote
These streets aren’t for the faint hearted
You eat or get eaten
Just like any other kid, i wanted to make momma proud
It’s been through pain, sweat, tears, the highs and the lows, the sacrifices, late nights and early mornings
And though mom isn’t her, i just wanted to let her know i made it
Yeah!! momma look at me i made it
Sad you ain’t to see
Nеver forgot what taught me
Son grind till you get it
Yeah!! momma look at me i made it
Sad you ain’t to see
Never forgot what taught me
Son grind till you get it
Yeah i made it, made it eeeh momma look at me i made it
Made it, made it eeeh momma look at me i made it
96 brought to this cold world
Guess momma was so proud
Angels singing head held high
Kenya making it a holiday
God being proud of his masterpiece
Born a gangster, pro by default
A loving father and a loving mother
All that changed, daddy issues
5 years later another kid
I got brother and i loved the feeling
At barely eight had to burry a brother..
Dreams shuttered, heart broken
Dad left couple of months later
Too young understand i was devastated
Single mother with a lone kid
Working hard to make ends meet
Mom got sick…bed ridden
Months later, burried mom but i remember momma said…
Son…work hard for what you want
Be contented with what you have
It’s a cold world but you’ll be fine
Cold world but you’ll be fine
Yeah!! momma look at me i made it
Sad you ain’t to see
Never forgot what taught me
Son grind till you get it
Yeah!! momma look at me i made it
Sad you ain’t to see
Never forgot what taught me
Son grind till you get it
Yeah i made it..
With mom gone had to live with aunty
You know them aunties who love to slay
Them friday nights they be partying hard
Home alone, contemplating
Missing mom, cursing dad..
These dark nights are what made me
Became the shark not afraid to bite
I set the goals i get it done
I get the pay i thank the lord
I go so hard ain’t afraid to die
Broken heart, empty pocket, empty stomach men taught me lessons
I play hard, pray harder and remember momma say….
Son…work hard for what you want
Be contented with what you have
It’s a cold world but you’ll be fine
Cold world but you’ll be fine
Son…work hard for what you want
Be contented with what you have
It’s a cold world but you’ll be fine
Oooh yeah yeah
Mama look at me i made it
Yeah mama look at me i made it
All the promises i made you mama
I promise i’m gonna do it all
Mama look at me i made it
Mama look at me i made it
Mama look at me i made it
Yeah mama look at me i made it…
Yeah!! i know y’all wondering why i called the album twelve
Of course it has twelve tracks
Released on my birthday 12th december (hoodrich gon’e pop on a n#gg# fore the 8)
12th month of the year
There is something about twelve i like
Born a gangster
I’m a g by default
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