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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Plies
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Valbrun
Songwriter
Alexander Stephen Martin
Songwriter
Algernod Washington
Songwriter
J. Valbrun
Songwriter
Ronell Lawrence Levatte
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ray Seay
Mixing Engineer
Bryan Tyson
Recording Engineer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
DVS Productions
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Hey, Mama, hey, Mama
Know I ain't never tell you this before
(I ain't never tell you this before)
But it really hurt me knowing I'm runnin' you crazy (It hurt me)
(Know I'm runnin' you crazy)
Just wanna talk to you real quick (Wanna talk to you, Mama)
[Verse 2]
Her phone ring late at night, she thinks something happened to me
(Something happened to me)
Her nerves so bad, right now, she can't even watch TV
(Nerves so bad)
She turn her head every time she see a police (Police)
She's scared to look 'cause it might be me in the back seat (Back seat)
Whenever she hear about a shootin', her heart skip a beat
(Her heart skip a beat)
She heard the feds in town, her knees got weak (Got weak)
She know I met the high the only time she at peace (At peace)
Her blood pressure through the roof, all because of me
Her favorite words is, "Dope ain't the only way to eat" (Way to eat)
She me the other day, she hope I don't die in these streets
(She hope I don't die)
I just pray to God she don't wipe her hands with me (I just pray to God)
[Verse 3]
I'm a goon to the streets, but to my mom, I'm still a baby
Raise a street **** by yourself, you a hell of a lady (A hell of a lady)
Shit I'm doin' now got nothing to do with how you raised me
(Nothing to do with it, it's killing me)
Shit killing me to know I'm runnin my momma crazy (Crazy)
[Verse 4]
Goon to the streets, but to my mom, I'm still a baby (Still a baby)
Raise a street **** by yourself, you a hell of a lady (A hell of a lady)
Shit I'm doin' now got nothing to do with how you raised me
(Got nothing to do with it, shit killing me)
Shit killing me to know I'm runnin my momma crazy (Crazy)
[Verse 5]
Remember them nights, me sittin' up in a cold cell (In a cold cell)
I'm wakin' you up out your sleep, it's me calling from jail (Collect call)
You ain't said, but I know inside, you mad as hell (Mad as hell)
You called off from work just to bond me outta jail
(Called off, jail)
I get in trouble, I call you, seem like it never fail (It never fails)
Can hear you now, "Boy, you need to sit your ass down somewhere"
(You need to sit your ass down)
I come in need, I take a shower, then I'm outta there (Then I'm outta there)
I know I'm stressin' ya, at times seems like I don't care (Like I don't care)
You wrote bad checks for me to have something to wear
(Have something to wear)
You risked your freedom for me, nowadays, that's real rare (Real rare)
Every time I think about this shit, I wanna shed a tear
(I wanna shed a tear)
That's why I buy you something for Father's Day every year (Every year)
[Verse 6]
I'm a goon to the streets, but to my mom, I'm still a baby (Still a baby)
Raise a street **** by yourself, you a hell of a lady (A hell of a lady)
Shit I'm doin' now got nothing to do with how you raised me
(Nothing to do with it, it's killing me)
Shit killing me to know I'm runnin my momma crazy (Crazy)
[Verse 7]
Goon to the streets, but to my mom, I'm still a baby (Still a baby)
Raise a street **** by yourself, you a hell of a lady (A hell of a lady)
Shit I'm doin' now got nothing to do with how you raised me
(Got nothing to do with it, shit killing me)
Shit killing me to know I'm runnin my momma crazy (Crazy)
[Verse 8]
You did the best you could with me and I love you for that
(I love you, Mama)
Wanted me to stay in school, but that ain't where my heart was at
(That ain't where my heart was at)
I got exposed to the streets and fell in love with stacks (With stacks)
And all the times I hurt you, wish I could take it back (Take it back)
When Daddy left us, you stepped up and took his slack (His slack)
I know I'm selfish and feelings is something I know I lack (I know I lack)
This shit I'm doin' now, I know you raised better than that
(This shit I'm doin' now, you raised me better than that)
You taught me how to be a man and showed me how to act (How to act)
Sometime I wonder how you still proud I'm your son (How you still proud)
After all the stuff I took you through and all the shit I done (That I done)
But like you told me, when God want, how I can't run
(Like you told me, I can't run)
Before He take me, want you to know how much I love you, Mom
(Love you, Mom)
[Verse 9]
I'm a goon to the streets, but to my mom, I'm still a baby (Still a baby)
Raise a street **** by yourself, you a hell of a lady (A hell of a lady)
Shit I'm doin' now got nothing to do with how you raised me
(Nothing to do with it, it's killing me)
Shit killing me to know I'm runnin my momma crazy (Crazy)
[Verse 10]
Goon to the streets, but to my mom, I'm still a baby (Still a baby)
Raise a street **** by yourself, you a hell of a lady (A hell of a lady)
Shit I'm doin' now got nothing to do with how you raised me
(Got nothing to do with it, shit killing me)
Shit killing me to know I'm runnin my momma crazy (Crazy)
[Verse 11]
I think I'm speakin' for every street **** around the world
I don't think we sit down long enough sometimes
Just to realize what we taken our mama through
It hurt me to know, dawg
And I'm runnin my momma crazy
And you really killin' me to know
That I'm help killin' my mama
Written by: A. Martin, Daniel Valbrun, Plies, Ronell Levatte