Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
EST Gee
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
George Stone III
Songwriter
John Carlos Ramirez
Songwriter
Max Jacobsson
Songwriter
Eeti Jedi Justus Erätuli
Songwriter
Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr
Songwriter
Joshua Banks
Songwriter
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Earl Conyers
Songwriter
Tauheed Epps
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Johngotitt
Recording Engineer
FOREVEROLLING
Producer
Moz
Producer
Royce Monroe
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Evertime
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Mama, Mama, you know I love you
[Verse 1]
No story treacherous enough to explain other than Cain and Abel
But who might love you and who don't depend who get the favor
My mama had told me that these hoes ain't got no picks or favorites
They'll fake it all the way up to the baby just to secure the paper
It's too late to replace her, she know too much 'bout your situation
From everything that you be sayin' at night when y'all laid up
Know what button to push, make you look crazy outside front the neighbors
Take all your trauma and display it, in court make you pay up
My mama died 'fore I got famous, ain't see me get big
I ain't get to thank her, puttin' me on game 'bout how these bitches is
That's how it go and that's fasho, so it is what it is
If you in court by force or choice, it don't matter who win
They can catch her loadin' up a rig and won't give you the kids
[Verse 2]
Mama done figured out my weakness, not gettin' to see 'em
Mama, how I beat them? Actin' like I don't care ain't workin' neither
Mama, was it over from the moment she said she gon' keep it?
'Cause I'm not a good man like she said, Mama, 'cause I done cheated
But I do everything else decent, she ain't perfect neither
Mama thought the only perfect person walk the Earth was Jesus
Her mama must've told her Geeski
Her mama must've told her leave me
Her mama must've told her how to keep a man even though she's single
Her mama must've told her disrespect, get respect that you seekin'
I ain't got no time for no domestic, bitch, stress me, I'm leavin'
Can't name a time vent to a bitch and she kept it a secret
I can't name a time a bitch came through in the clutch when I need it
The runnin' rumor in her group chat I stepped on her people
I been scratched and smacked, never hit back, if it's that, then we even
I turn trajectory of they life on that night that they meet me
I ain't on no ho shit, I don't check phones, but tonight, for some reason
I'm rollin all into the night, ecstasy mean no sleepin'
Truthfully seein' how you see me, it's hurtin' me to read it
My first thought's wake you up immediately, but I left you sleepin'
Slip out the spot, hop in the car, pop a bar, roll the weed up
Head to the sky and askin' God the same question repeatedly
Why when I love her too and mean it, you guarantee she leave me?
[Outro]
Is it 'cause I'm lookin' for more?
The same love I got from my
Even though I never find it
Felt lazy since I got constantly reminded, oh
Written by: Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr., Earl Conyers, Eeti Jedi Justus Erätuli, George Stone III, Jeffrey Lynn Jones Jr, John Carlos Ramirez, Joshua Banks, Max Jacobsson, Tauheed Epps