โหลดเพลง mp3 Mama/Show Love - YBN Cordae

Song: Mama/Show Love
Artist: YBN Cordae/Logic
Logic：
Mama look at me now
Mama look at me now
Logic：
I got the juice coming for you and I'm bringing the noose
Leaving 'em hanging my s**t banging
Second that I came in the game I'm aiming
Hold up wait a minute break it down for the laymen
Do-do-do-do-do-do
I'm killin' everybody I'm the MC that the MC's study
Look up to me little buddy
Do it like me little buddy
Save yo money don't think about a Beamer
'Til ya sellin' out arenas and you're ballin' like a
Ballin'-ballin'-ballin'-ballin'-
Everybody wonder what it be like
Now it what it seem like now it what it dream like
Go like green light somethin' what a fiend like
Do it for the drug and we do it for the love
And we do it for the high
That we get when we ride in the whip
And somebody pull up on you and they vibe-vibe-vibing your s**t
Logic/YBN Cordae：
Mama Yeah uh look at me now
YBN Cordae：
Mama look what you created now I'm super faded
And I'm truly hated 'cause I'm real rich
But she too elated 'cause she knew we made it
Got the Louis sueded on some trill s**t
I be coolin' n***a making stupid figures
But the truth is realer than the fake s**t
Know they shoot the killers and produce the triggers
I go two gorillas on some Bape s**t
Look at all the fame and the fortune the pain and extortion
The range and the Porches the same but it's gorgeous
Mama called me said your name on the Forbes list
Thank god your daddy never paid for abortion
But sharing clothes good times I'ma cherish those
Now I'm stuck doing Paris shows
Embarrass h*es I'm carousel I'm careless though
I bear the toe don't dare your soul My god
Logic：
Mama look at me now
Logic：
Ayy I'm the one that's where you're from
They get it done I'm killing them without a gun
Take it in rake it in like a leaf from a money tree
Keep it goin' keep it goin' get the money get the money
When it's sunny 'cause when them clouds come
I can promise it's depression
That's when you learn your lesson
Thought you was cut out for this your profession
Go be the best and all of that nah f**k all of that
No one call him back yeah no falling back
Breaking down on stage break it down the page
Breaking down your age
Like like now all you do is compare compare compare
Comparing yourself to the world
And you losing yourself to the world
And you're losing yourself to your money your fame and your fans
You have bigger plans you is in demand they don't give a
D**n
Spend all your money on bulls**t and drama
Had zeros and zeros and commas on commas
On commas on commas on commas
On commas
Logic：
Mama look at me now
Me now
Logic：
Ayy ayy b***h get the f**k off my d**k
Everybody better I'ma talk my s**t
Put him on my back then I walk my s**t
F**k around flick my wrist get it like this
I got more plaques than I know what to do with
Believed in myself when nobody else knew it
Godd**n I been through it
Godd**n I been through it
You ain't got class b***h you been truent
I am the truest no need to ask
Back it up girl now back that a*s
Bobby get b***hes 'cause b***hes love Bobby
And all of the b***hes say Bobby delicious
To say I love b***hes completely fictitious
Logic：
'Cause I I respect women
But let's be real man there's some bad b***hes out there
Logic：
Man I'm just playing
She flipped the reefer don't know what I'm saying
I'm pushin' 30 my I'm pushin' 30 my man
It's time to have fun
Shoutout that boy Gambino shoutout that boy K. Dot
Shoutout that boy young Drizzy all y'all been doing a lot
Why the rap game so scared to show love
I don't know but I am not
That s**t right there I'm Black Thought
Y'all bring it back to the roots
Yes I most definitely got the juice
Yes I got love for the game
Don't do this s**t for the fame
It's how we people the same
Don't care what set you claim
Shoutout that boy YG Nat King Cole and JID
Everybody know I be in the club V.I.P
Huh
Psych not me
Too many people to name but know I got love for you all
If you need me I got you I promise just give me a call
Hip hop we a family but the hype beast wanna ban me
'Cause I am me speak love not hate so they don't understand me
2019 better get that Grammy
Give me my props where props is due
Why everybody wanna come stop you
Maybe they mad that they not you
When you piece that peace and love
Make them wanna come through pop shots at you
That's no love f**k that show love
Don't buck back like a b***h