If... (My Mommy)
[Intro]
I dedicate this song to that one special lady. That lady who never, never turned her back on a nigga. That one lady who no other woman could be—no matter what, man. Let’s reflect for a moment, my real
[Hook]
If this world were mine
I would place at your feet
All that I own
You've been so good to me
[Verse 1]
I wrote about stickin' the mamis, wrote about lickin' the tommy
It's time for me to write some shit for my mommy
My mother, and not only to tell her I love her
But to show her how the pen kind of helped a kid grow up
I don't even be lying no more. Ma, I'm honest
I'm not playing with guns no more neither, I promise
I'm not hanging with Adonis. He my dog and I love him
But fuckin' with son is just too much drama
I wonder how it would be if you had the chance to raise me
Would I still not know how to romance a lady?
Is it ‘cause you made me a Cancer baby that I stay on
Some crab shit so nobody get the chance to betray me?
Whatever it is, yo, I ain't tryin' to let it go
I'm focused, ma, I know what I'm headed fo'
And, oh, before I let you go, you might not have
Knew it before, so I'm telling you now to let you know that...
[Hook]
If this world were mine
I would place at your feet
All that I own
You've been so good to me
For real. Every day, ma. All that I own. Ya know? You been good, ya know? Even when you couldn’t be there, you was there. You know what I mean. You what’m saying? You what’m saying?
[Verse 2]
I remember
The everyday arguments. Part of it was fuckin' with
My common sense, the other part of it gave me the confidence
To do what I was doing, only if I knew what I
Was doing, when, what, and who was I pursuing
Being twelve years old, guzzlin' gold
Coming home drunk, you crying while I stumble and fold
‘Member you had your son like a bum in the cold
‘Cause you was movin' my kicks and found jumbs in the sole?
But, man, I was a young man just runnin' the road
Tryin’ to make a little crumbs ‘cause wasn't none in my bowl
I hated to see you struggle for gold when you really deserved
Ice, double the cold that glow like your colorful soul
Mom, my love for you has wanted to grow
Last ten times stronger than any couple that's old
And, oh, before I let you go, you might not have
Knew it before, so I'm telling you now to let you know that...
[Hook x2]
If this world were mine
I would place at your feet
All that I own
You've been so good to me
Everything. All that I own. Ya know? Shit it real, man. I put my life on the line, son. This rap shit ain’t gassed up. You know what, son?
[Verse 3]
Yo, I said
They could never give enough cheddar to me
To talk about the lady that made me negatively
Even though eye to eye’s something we never could see
My mother's the one woman no other one ever could be
See? She gon' be proud when I blow like Nagasaki
Don't ever regret lettin' them cell blocks adopt me
Jail was a blessin', mommy, my Nation stood by me
They got me in places regular faces can't find me
And Omega, my crimey (what he say?), told me I'm so ahead of my time
Even when they fast forward, niggas rewind me
I learned about Malcom, Marcus, and Kwame, about the white man
Why he feed us spiced ham, spam, and salami
Lyrically they can't deny me. All I need is your love
Your trust and just for you to stand by me
And, oh, before I let you go, you might not have
Knew it before, so I'm telling you now to let you know, yo
[Hook]
If this world were mine
I would place at your feet
All that I own
You've been so good to me
Every day. All that I own. Ya know? This song is for all the mothers in the world. Everybody’s mother. The deceased mothers. Rest in peace, mothers
Yeah, that’s real shit, man. Real talk, man. I love you, ma. Word up. For everything, yo. Let’s get back into some street shit
