E-40 feat. R.O.D. & Mic Conn I Love My Momma Lyrics

Revenue Retrievin': Overtime Shift Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Mr. Flamboyant 2k11
  • 2 Drugs
  • 3 Hillside
  • 4 Gunz
  • 5 Slow It Down
  • 6 Me & My Bitch
  • 7 Beastin'
  • 8 My Money Straight
  • 9 I Love My Momma
  • 10 I Am Your
  • 11 In the Morning
  • 12 Punkin' Em Out
  • 13 Born in the Struggle
  • 14 Fuck Em'
  • 15 Rear View Mirror
  • 16 Lookin' Back
  • 17 Stay Gone
  • 18 Movin' Organized Business (M.O.B.)
  • 19 Tired of Selling Yola
  • 20 Click About It
  • Yo I grew up like the regular thug sold drugs
    Wasn't proud about it, but this is what I gotta do
    I copped the Jordan's, and the Fila's, too
    Yo, I loved the Bo Jackson's, the orange and blue
    Used to snatch Lee patches, now I wear Cartier glasses
    Thinkin' that the earth's axis,
    Revolves around my waist.. and how the **** I feel
    Yo I played ball for Vince, yo I handled the pill
    Then it dawned on me, came strong on me
    I belonged with these, *****z thuggin' with me
    So I switched crews, started rollin' with the older dudes
    Drinkin' brews, did what they say, and paid dues
    My hands dirty, trying to keep little Lea
    And got jerked, the first time I tried to re-up
    People my age, tried to say slow my speed up
    'Cause I smoked bogies, staked on weed up

    I love my life (Love my life, yo)
    Sold drugs my life (Did it all in my time)
    Its my whole life (Live it up)
    I sacrificed (Sacrificed twice)
    This game we play (Play for keeps)
    I live and pray (Control the streets)
    Hear her say (Yo, just live your life, baby, live your life,baby)
    Ooo, yeah

    These is the days of sparkin', I used to roll with Rob Profit
    Troy Outlaw, Freddie Bedrock, and Joe Wood
    Runni'n in Timbo's ???, shine shoes
    Section Two, part of Iraq I grew up at
    Had to learn how to slapbox, instead of a gat
    I never knew rap, all I knew was crack
    Yo there's rules to this game, and people to blame
    When you see another little brother doing the same
    As you used to
    Growing up like you
    Palyin' skully, with his heat out, cellular phone
    Getting little drug money, but got the world sewn
    I recall, cause he gonna die
    Yo, I cry
    It's hard to, get tarred up with God jewel, part two
    Smily got shot up to (Rest in peace)
    Aiyyo, you realize that you miss a ***** (miss him)
    When you realize (realize) that you never gonna see him again


    Aiyyo, its totally, up to the team, to me
    So don't, make a move if you don't ask me
    I'm, casually known, halfly blown
    In Miami, cause now Uncle Wise came home
    Jello, copped me a Role', copped them one, too
    You keep it real with a person, keep it real with you
    Use confidence, Thugged Out aimed for dominance
    Nostradam' in this, he slits wrists just like Glomerus
    ??, Grenad', iced out for Tito
    Puerto Rico, we live life now cause we know
    The other side of the fence stay friendly
    Its just war in there, done, there ain't no Henny
    I can't live that, déjà vu, I did that
    I gained stats, rumblin' cats over Kit Kats
    Now I spit raps, park my Benz where the chicks at
    And just live with a big stack

    [Chorus: x3]

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