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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pink Siifu
Pink Siifu
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pink Siifu
Pink Siifu
Songwriter
Big Rube
Big Rube
Songwriter
Georgia Anne Muldrow
Georgia Anne Muldrow
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Harrison
DJ Harrison
Producer
Iiye
Iiye
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, you already know what it is
Big Rube, that boy, Siifu
The truth will always shine through
You can't be scurrrrd
When I first started out, I dreamt of coming out
Blowin' up, big enough to buy my mom's a house
And make sure from then on
She ain't have none to worry about
Make some hit songs, enough to put my folks on
Enough to get 'em long enough, to get strong enough
To maintain on their own, and continue comin' up
But as I grew older and wiser, I found out
It's not about handin' money out
Or who you bought a house
But strivin' as a person
To arrive at the best version of yourself
Besides, the gift of love
Is miles above the worth of material wealth
With no worries of his affordin'
And definitely more rewardin'
For both those it comes from
And who it has bestowed upon
Now with clear sight, I know a great life
Is bein' with the one just right to share its light
To have some kids with, to love and raise right
Sometimes we don't see the blessings this world gives
It became easy for me when I started bein' scurrrrd to live
Don't be scurrrrd
Pray my momma be cool, papa relax
Lil' sis eating, big bro got his raps
I need my name on the plaque
You worried about your name on the back
I'm tired of living in the trap, mostly crying when he left
Momma still crying when he back
I remember walking back to black
Slap boxin' on the black top, lil' **** eatin' Cheetos in the pavement
Blood on his braces, smile on they faces
Some pictures ain't takin', sometimes the screen keeps shaking
Don't be scurrrrd, you know them **** since first, can't be scurrrrd
I'm aware, steady still, walking out of lines
Running out of time, leaving my mind, I swerve
Ain't nothing like lookin' in the mirror
You something like depression, I swear
Momma crying over my body came back
Calling my ****, tappin' in, checkin' they still there
Callin' my girl, make sure she still care
I'on know why I ain't dead but you know I'm still there
Know I'm still there
Say, I pray my momma be cool, papa relax
Lil' sis eating, big bro got his raps
We straight, we straight
I pray my momma be cool, papa relax
Lil' sis eating, big bro got his raps
We straight, we straight
(unintelligible vocals)
Tell me have you eaten? Tell me are you full?
Do you need anything? Mommy's here for you
You know your momma love you
You know momma care, momma thinkin' of you
Momma will be there, be there
Momma will be there, momma will be there
Momma will be there
(scatting and harmonizing)
Momma care for you
You know momma care for you
Momma will be there
I'll cook you rice, beans, and barbecue tofu
I'll cook you greens and biscuits too
I'll cook you everything, I'll go take care of you
Let me brush out your hair
And make them so scared of you
That holy war cry
Reachin' for the top of the sky
Ooh-ah, oh, my
I love my family
Written by: Big Rube, Georgia Anne Muldrow, Pink Siifu
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