Mama always told me
Mama always told me
Mama always told me
Mama always told me
Mama always told me
there be graves like these
Went from havin' big loot
to bein' low on my chips
I'ma bounce back, yeah,
I'ma get back
I'ma get back, yeah,
I'ma bounce back
Mama always told me
there'd be days like this
Went from havin' big loot
to bein' low on my chips
I'ma bounce back, yeah,
I'ma get back
I'ma get back, yeah, I'ma bounce back
I went from countin' little chains
To touchin' a hundred rack stacks
My boys snuck it under the table,
they couldn't text that
I splurged out and bought ex
pensive things I never had
It made me turn my back
on the life that I already had
I must've thought I was too cool
I left my family that I had at the pad
and started something new
Two years later, the money getting short
It burned so many holes in my pockets
I still smell the smoke
Went from 50 down to 20
so fast, it's no joke
But fuck a job, just a mob,
guess it's back to selling dope
Two kids that I love,
so for sure I'm bouncing back
Don't believe me?
You can bet your last ounces on that
Mama always told me
there'd be days like this
Went from havin' big glute
to bein' low on my chips
I'ma bounce back, yeah,
I'ma get back
I'ma get back, yeah,
I'ma bounce back
Mama always told me
there'd be days like this
Went from havin' big glute
to bein' low on my chips
I'ma bounce back, yeah,
I'ma get back
I'ma get back, yeah,
I'ma bounce back
I'll be in the streets tryna get it
I barely even sleep,
I'm non -stop hustling, I keep it for cheap
I stay on the grind, I stay trying to shine
I stay trying to turn
what shows in their mind
I'm playing JT,
I'm about as cold as snow
To get what I need,
I put his foot to the floor
I might be broke now,
but this ain't for life
I'm the income earner for
kids and a wife
I walk out the house
with little baby crying
I can't seem to do right,
even though I be trying
I just copped an ounce
cause the price was cool
So I'ma break it down four times
and then sell it to you
Mama always told me
there'd be days like this
Went from having big loot
to being low on my chips
I'ma bounce back,
yeah, I'ma get back
I'ma get back, yeah,
I'ma bounce back
Mama always told me
there'd be days like this
Went from having big loot
to being low on my chips
I'ma bounce back,
yeah, I'ma get back
I'ma get back, yeah,
I'ma bounce back
Mama always taught me
Baby, boy, there's more to life
Than fast girls, money, and eyes
Mama always taught me
Son, you better get it together
You really need to get it together
Mama always taught me
Mama, I'm a rolling stone
I got child support drama,
they keep taking my mail
They say if I don't get a job,
they can throw me in jail
But I ain't trying to work,
man, that's not my trade
See, I'm a grinder, baby,
so I'm gonna get paid
I ride around town with my beat on pound
So if you out there struggling,
just flag me down
I can't be stuck in the same place,
I got no time to waste
I do it moving, making twists
with the risk of catching a case
I can't sit at home
doing nothing but smoking weed
I'm a man,
and I got a lot of mouths to feed
I'm a hustler,
so you know it won't take long
And if you're feelin' like I'm feelin'
then sing along to the song
Momma always told me
there'd be days like this
Went from hav in' big loot
to bein' low on my chips
I'ma bounce back, yeah,
I'ma get back
I'ma get back, yeah,
I'ma bounce back
Momma always told me
there'd be days like this
Went from havin' big loot
to bein' low on my chips
I'ma bounce back, yeah,
I'ma get back
I'ma get back, yeah,
I'ma bounce back
Mama always told me
Mama always told me
Mama always told me