[Intro]
Yeah, ekse
I,I,I,I,I,I
(I,I,I,I)
A-T-M
[Chorus]
See I try, yeah
To do what I can and give you the best in me
I try
I do anything for you cause you were there for me
I try
I swear for real
I try
To be a good kid to the folks yeah
[Post-Chorus]
Mama just look at who I have become (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It’s such a feeling to know I’m your son (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mama just look at who I have become (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It’s such a feeling to know I’m your son (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
So many people have changed on me
Less love but the hate on fleek
I ain't never been a fake homie
They putting a lot of weight on me
But that's nothing, I'm that youngin
Gangsters love me and I got the trap jumping
Pull up at the VIP, dabbing with the kids
Give em a little hope yeah now that's something
I been through the worst
The pain and the stress and the hurt
Told myself this ain't what I deserve
Had to make sure a youngin was hurt
Through the hunger the drought and the thirst
I was close to laying in a hurse
It's funny how I got saved by these verses
Show respect my name written incursive, I prayed in them churches
Yeah Mama was there for me, yeah
Some homies didn’t care for me
But dad helped me choose friends carefully
And, I was never treated specially
So, ngavuka ngaphanda
Lasuka lahlala
Bes'phusha ngamandla
Bevus'amacala
Umama ekhala
Ngunzima nok'lala
Bek'dum'amakhanda
Yeah, ekse
I,I,I,I,I,I
(I,I,I,I)
A-T-M
[Chorus]
See I try, yeah
To do what I can and give you the best in me
I try
I do anything for you cause you were there for me
I try
I swear for real
I try
To be a good kid to the folks yeah
[Post-Chorus]
Mama just look at who I have become (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It’s such a feeling to know I’m your son (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Mama just look at who I have become (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It’s such a feeling to know I’m your son (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
So many people have changed on me
Less love but the hate on fleek
I ain't never been a fake homie
They putting a lot of weight on me
But that's nothing, I'm that youngin
Gangsters love me and I got the trap jumping
Pull up at the VIP, dabbing with the kids
Give em a little hope yeah now that's something
I been through the worst
The pain and the stress and the hurt
Told myself this ain't what I deserve
Had to make sure a youngin was hurt
Through the hunger the drought and the thirst
I was close to laying in a hurse
It's funny how I got saved by these verses
Show respect my name written incursive, I prayed in them churches
Yeah Mama was there for me, yeah
Some homies didn’t care for me
But dad helped me choose friends carefully
And, I was never treated specially
So, ngavuka ngaphanda
Lasuka lahlala
Bes'phusha ngamandla
Bevus'amacala
Umama ekhala
Ngunzima nok'lala
Bek'dum'amakhanda
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