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m.i.m.i (mama i made it)
- m.i.m.i (mama i made it)
- Took the long way between
- Complacence and patience
- Don't need vindication; to say that i made it.
- Yeah mama, i made it.
- That's my pride, don't take it
- Yall denied my greatness
- Almost made me waste it
- For min wage and deadends
- Yall saw me a burden
- Yall sorrowed bout my birth
- An buried that hatred.
- I borrowed your passions
- then remade my payments
- So don't take no pride when i say that i made it
- Ya mama i made it,
- I'm snide not courageous
- The sides never switched up
- My team just been vacant
- Since knockout and pickups
- Since foursquare and hiccups
- Since diapies and bobos
- Since yall took vacations
- An family photos; with no son in vision
- I'm patient and gifted
- Yall wasted my spirit
- When i hit rock bottom; Yall boxed up all my shit
- An tossed out your problems
- Told yr chile to kick it
- I made my own way so don't say that you did shit
- Weekends spent on grave shifts
- Livin wit no paychecks
- From feelin foresaken
- To fillin my scriptions
- All up in my scriptures, i'm feelin so scrumptious
- Musical creations; so simple, we made it
- I knew we could do this
- Tell mama i made it,
- Ya mama i made it...
- (now thats)
- Word to my judas,
- My mightiest movements
- My penmanship fluid
- Might's well have producers with midas influence
- My titans stay truant
- the tightest of units
- My squadron of tryhards make godless sin music
- I rocket to moonlit,
- horizons, i knew it
- My mind's 'mongst the stars, ma
- I told you i'd do it
- Ya i told y'all i'd do it...
- [why would u give birth then
- deny me my worth, yeah
- now i hold worth, and
- now u cannot hurt me with
- foulness you spout, since
- your sitch stay dismal an im breakin out...
- I'm probably rotten
- But ima keep liftin
- The country's malicious
- off written civilians
- who need recognition
- For tryin they best
- failure to conform leave their lives a mess
- Security torn like bulletproof vests
- eatin grenades, just blow through your chest
- you eat through my brain, parasitic at best
- And while we all lost, please just listen to Bless
- paradise can be found in your heart and your head.]
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