Global Boy - Dear Mama

This one's for you, so what do I do
The one I love too, it's always been you
This one's for you, so what do I do
The one I love too, it's always been you

Two chains in the rain for the pain
Rich bitch, not his pussy, it don't feel the same
We addicted to the Novocaine
Purple rain, I got prints up in my cup

You would think we was the army cause we booted up
I told my brother not to come because he shoot it up
Middle fingers to the 12, if that's the S then they losing us
Hit the bank, loaded cases, need a bigger trunk

Remember days before the tour bus
Platinum plaques just like it's regular
Damn, I should've never dealt with her
Can't believe I even fell for her

She could've shot me with a loaded gun
Life is tough when you think you should be number one
Hard to trust these days
I gotta keep a gun

I promise mama, yeah, I never meant to make a fuss
Damn mama, yeah, I promise I'ma make it up
I promise mama, yeah, I never meant to make a fuss
Two chains in the rain for the pain

Rich bitch, not his pussy, it don't feel the same
We addicted to the Novocaine
Purple rain, I got prints up in my cup
You would think we was the army cause we booted up

I told my brother not to come because he shoot it up
Middle fingers to the 12, if that's the S then they losing us
I saw the wall, I couldn't shade that color
But I'm finna go and shade another

Fuck my haters, I'm a diamond, does it
Middle fingers to the opps because they took my brother
Every day I know them victims try to escape the murder
First time at the Jewelers I became a hoarder

Paranoia drop from every border
Send a driver just to get my order
Babysat you from Atlanta, Georgia
But she golden like a state warrior

Throw it backward, we can take it forward
Bring the bands over, Rage Rovers
Gucci, Boca Water, keep this pole up
I told my daddy I will never fold up

Dear mama, yeah, I promise I'ma make it up
The way I'm living, I can't show my daughter
Don't need an army daddy, raise a soldier
I went to court, I should've seen a lawyer

Should've known she never keep it loyal
All these diamonds got me feeling royal
All this gold got me feeling royal
Extend the body, gave the car a spoil

Extend her body cause my shorty's spoiled
Two chains in the rain for the pain
Dear mama, yeah, I promise I'ma make it up
Rich bitch, not his pussy, it don't feel the same

We addicted to the Novocaine
Dear mama, yeah, I promise I'ma make it up
The way I'm living, I can't show my daughter
Don't need an army daddy, raise a soldier

Written by:
ANDRAE COREY JOHNSON, DELYNO THEODORE BROWN, SEAN DIEDRICK, TREVOR JAMES

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