Tears Of Mama (feat. Ghood-Sun & Ten Hawkins)

Mama think her Angel out here playing it safe
Mama think her Angel out here playing it safe
Mama think her Angel out here playing it safe
Mama think her Angel out here playing it safe
Mama think her Angel out here playing it safe
Mama think her Angel out here playing it safe
Mama think her Angel out here playing it safe
Mama think her Angel out here playing it safe
Round here mama don't know her angel on demon time
All she know is he at the park and he finna slide
But he better be home before dinner time
Watching a sobbing mom thinking I'm glad I ain't got to bury mines
Du du du everybody break fast and get the scrambling
Can't leave a witness, so they toasted the camera man
Three more shots nobody drop they get up outta there
They bust a right, and hit a cut until they were in the clear
Mama's angel looked down it was blood on his stomach
But he ain't feel no pain
So he thought it was nothing
He told them to take him home, so he can go hit the shower
And low while the cops was out prowling
They pulled up, called his name, they thought he was sleep
They hit the lights, blood covered the seats
His favorite rapper was lucci he knew every word
Now he just young fly nigga on the curb
Mama thought her Angel was living perfect
But she ain't know that he fell from grace
Mama never knew he was in trouble
Now she gotta identify his face
Her little boy, was playing grown man games
Inside mama cry, now she gotta feel they pain
Mama thought her Angel was living perfect
Now she got to put him in that grave
Check it, yo, late night past the street lights, old earth crying
While her son is in that trap house, the fiends buying
She can't sleep because of tons of grief, stains on her cheeks
Praying the streets return her son, that was in too deep
Thought shit was sweet pockets filled up, with Js on his feet
His main man started getting jealous
He was playing for keeps
Didn't pay him attention, so caught up in the grind
Shit little did he know, he was running out of time
Mom's still fussing and stressing, but ain't shit helping
On the flip side, his right hand was loading that weapon
Grass too high to see the snake right next to him
When the opportunity was right, he was gonna do him
Then it came, he got that text, like come to the spot
Snuck out his bedroom window
And his heat, he forgot
Made it to the location oblivious to the plot
He was set up, got filled up with five shot, damn!
Mama thought her Angel was living perfect
But she ain't know that he fell from grace
Mama never knew he was in trouble
Now she gotta identify his face
Her little boy, was playing grown man games
Inside mama cry, now she gotta feel they pain
Mama thought her Angel was living perfect
Now she got to put him in that grave