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Mama Told Me
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Mama Told Me was released on April 1, 2024 by W.C.A.B.T.C Productions as a part of the album Pressure Makes Diamonds
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Release DateApril 1, 2024
LabelW.C.A.B.T.C Productions
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
William Gunn
William Gunn
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Gunn
William Gunn
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
William Gunn
William Gunn
Producer

Lyrics

They say they tryna come for me, tryna come for
Me, tryna come for me, nah baby, nah baby
It might be ya final mistake, your final mistake, I ain't
Worried about shit but a check, checkmate
These lil **** cause they clearly tryna come for a
Real one, mama told me to keep
It real with you, no matter the pain, no matter the
Misery, that you try to put through my
4's front, how could you tell a lil **** that was
10 Years old, and had to know the
Game, had to know the game, to survive, to survive,
Mama told me to keep it real, and
Follow my heart and my intuition, you **** tryna
Come for me, nah baby, nah baby, it
Might be ya final mistake, your final mistake, I ain't
Worried about nothing but a check
I'm really tired of hurting, tired of stressing, they Clearly
Tryna come for me, and she told
Me don't trust these hoes, don't trust these hoes,
They don't mean you nothing no good
Nothing no good, I ain't worried about nothing Cause
I'm really tired of hurting, tired of
Stressing, they say I'm hard but ****, I ain't tell you
To be friendly, to be friendly
With these ****, and these bitches, and these
Bitches, these **** ain't shit, and these
Bitches ain't no better, no better, I'm tired of
Hurting, tired of stressing, they tryna
Come for me, tryna tarnish my character, nah ****,
She fuck up my day, fuck up my day
With this bullshit, with this bullshit, could you
Imagine what I go through, on a daily
Basis, on a daily basis, I just seen my daughter Crying,
Cause I left, cause I had to grind
Put in this grind, and this ain't no distractions, in this
Shit, in this shit, I'm tired of
Hurting, tired of stressing, mama told me don't trust
These hoes, don't trust these hoes
Tired of hurting, tired of stressing, from the same
Things, that I keep telling you not
To do, telling you not to do, my name is Ym Philll, for
A reason, for a reason, for a reason
I'm tired of hurting, tired of stressing, talking bout
The same things, talking bout
The same things, how many times I gotta tell you,
This is destiny, destiny, in this shit it
Ain't nothing to play with, to play with, I'm tired of
Hurting, tired of stressing
Saying the same things, could you hear me, can you
Hear me, clearly yes, this a Diss this
A diss to you hoes, that's fucking up these good
**** with these good hearts, we gon
Give you everything, everything, if you just listen,
Just listen to me baby, just listen
To me baby, but you didn't listen, you didn't listen,
You didn't listen
Written by: William Earl Johnson
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