Mummy says by K1234 Lyrics
(Intro)
Mummy says I should listen to what mummy says (huh)
I should listen to what mummy says
Mummy says I should listen to what mummy says (Yh)
(Verse)
Straight
Mummy said my pride will be my death, I agree
Kinda sad though, I’m nobody’s bitch
Man no lie but I’ve got backbone
Got me thinking back to school
Kinda funny, I was paro
Thinking one yute was onto me, he weren’t even onto me (he wasn’t)
Everyday that week I had my knife tucked down my astros
And I weren’t even bad
My mentality was mad
I’m thinking fuck that, it’s him or me
I ain’t getting beat up or jerked like it’s tickle me
Niggas must be dizzy B
13, man I got arrested for my knife
Dumbest shit ever
Dog I let my anger and pride go and get the better
Man I could of took a niggas life
But fuck the jail-time, shame I’d see it in my mummy’s eyes
I really fought with older niggas cah I ain’t no punk
Had hella siblings, I ain’t called my big bros once
Nah me, I’d rather get beat up cah another nigga fighting my battles made me lose sleep cuz
Never picked up smoking
All of my mates did
Nah see I never got high
But then crime rates did
Couple niggas went jail
Couple man turned snitch
Couple niggas stayed real
Couple man turned bitch
Being homeless made me humble
Went from sitting comfy straight to fighting in the jungle
That shit turned a lone wolf from sitting in the huddle
Still can’t violate me though
Don’t ever get it muddled
It’s not me you wanna trouble
Ain’t on nothing, smoke no one and just get high as hell
Fake shottas talk about the trap, them the clientele (dickheads)
Brothers make up lies and tell
Until shit gets messy
Man I see niggas signing like Lionel
Ritchie what I’m trying to be (huh)
Money in abundance
Them man getting minor notes
Me I’m trying to double that
Trying to build my buzz this year
Popping like It’s bubble wrap
Cuzzy this is my slow flow
Let me run it back
I know gunmen with their macs out
Back there you best back down
You want back beef, you feel bad now?
With them Mac sounds in your Mac cloud
Good yutes from that food home
Big house in them good zones
Good raised now you got choices
You got gassed up and you took roads
Fuckboys, I could never rate that, I hate that
Me and them yutes, we ain’t on the same wave man
Because I was mad broke
My little daughter, I had to save that
And now on the road to success, I want a maybach
Now I got a princess
My daughter weren’t part of the plan
Now she’s part of the plan
So if I don’t raise her to be a young black queen
Then I’ve failed and I’m not trying to be half of a man
Oh so
(Outro)
Mummy says
I should probably listen to what mummy says
I should probably listen to what mummy says
What mummy says
What mummy says (Yh)
Mummy says
I should probably listen to what mummy says
I should probably listen to what mummy says
What mummy says
What mummy says
Mummy says I should listen to what mummy says (huh)
I should listen to what mummy says
Mummy says I should listen to what mummy says (Yh)
(Verse)
Straight
Mummy said my pride will be my death, I agree
Kinda sad though, I’m nobody’s bitch
Man no lie but I’ve got backbone
Got me thinking back to school
Kinda funny, I was paro
Thinking one yute was onto me, he weren’t even onto me (he wasn’t)
Everyday that week I had my knife tucked down my astros
And I weren’t even bad
My mentality was mad
I’m thinking fuck that, it’s him or me
I ain’t getting beat up or jerked like it’s tickle me
Niggas must be dizzy B
13, man I got arrested for my knife
Dumbest shit ever
Dog I let my anger and pride go and get the better
Man I could of took a niggas life
But fuck the jail-time, shame I’d see it in my mummy’s eyes
I really fought with older niggas cah I ain’t no punk
Had hella siblings, I ain’t called my big bros once
Nah me, I’d rather get beat up cah another nigga fighting my battles made me lose sleep cuz
Never picked up smoking
All of my mates did
Nah see I never got high
But then crime rates did
Couple niggas went jail
Couple man turned snitch
Couple niggas stayed real
Couple man turned bitch
Being homeless made me humble
Went from sitting comfy straight to fighting in the jungle
That shit turned a lone wolf from sitting in the huddle
Still can’t violate me though
Don’t ever get it muddled
It’s not me you wanna trouble
Ain’t on nothing, smoke no one and just get high as hell
Fake shottas talk about the trap, them the clientele (dickheads)
Brothers make up lies and tell
Until shit gets messy
Man I see niggas signing like Lionel
Ritchie what I’m trying to be (huh)
Money in abundance
Them man getting minor notes
Me I’m trying to double that
Trying to build my buzz this year
Popping like It’s bubble wrap
Cuzzy this is my slow flow
Let me run it back
I know gunmen with their macs out
Back there you best back down
You want back beef, you feel bad now?
With them Mac sounds in your Mac cloud
Good yutes from that food home
Big house in them good zones
Good raised now you got choices
You got gassed up and you took roads
Fuckboys, I could never rate that, I hate that
Me and them yutes, we ain’t on the same wave man
Because I was mad broke
My little daughter, I had to save that
And now on the road to success, I want a maybach
Now I got a princess
My daughter weren’t part of the plan
Now she’s part of the plan
So if I don’t raise her to be a young black queen
Then I’ve failed and I’m not trying to be half of a man
Oh so
(Outro)
Mummy says
I should probably listen to what mummy says
I should probably listen to what mummy says
What mummy says
What mummy says (Yh)
Mummy says
I should probably listen to what mummy says
I should probably listen to what mummy says
What mummy says
What mummy says