Susan
Yeah, you can turn the beat back down to what it was
Mama, I’ve been fuckin’ bitches like there's no tomorrow
And I'm broke, so, I hope you got some shit to borrow
And mama, I done rode the spokes off your brother’s Haro
This pain and sorrow left me hollow, it's hard to swallow
I might just pick up all my shit and move out to Chicago
Or Colorado, just to prove I ain't got no bravado
I need this bottle just to auto-pilot through this life
Let's do this right
Either drop my ass off at this light or let me write, like
I don't give no motha-fucks
I mean, I do, but to be true, I just can’t cover up
I fucked it up when I left the crib, ma, I'm so sorry for the shit I did
'Cause I just spent my money like there ain't a future
On these game six kicks, just to make me cooler
I'm such a loser mama, please don't listen to these rumors
I mean, they're true, but you know how them people do ya
There ain't no humor when you can't maneuver
I fucked a cougar when I used to drive that PT Cruiser
These Betty-boopers got me contemplatin' buyin' Rugers
Or hire shooters for these Bruce Willis time loopers
My mind's stupid, diluted from this overthinkin'
Or over-drinkin', I noticed Lincoln's never blinkin'
My ship is sinkin' from the way I live
Ma, I'm so sorry for the shit I did
But your suspicion got us both in trouble
You got so mad when you found that bag below my buckle
You know I hustle, but mama, you don't know the puzzle
It’s just some weed for these bills that you know I juggle
I hope I bubble in this minute, not a second late
This heavy weight is on my shoulders, and my leg'll break
That’s if I wait forever just to set this record straight
No second dates with the Lord, mama
And Double-A be passin' me extendo cords, mama
I'm movin' forward, mama, there won't be no more drama
That's on the Lord, mama, I'ma hit the Forbes, mama
So, please forgive, ma, I'm sorry for the shit did
But tell the kids just who Johnny is, so they can know their brother
'Cause I don't call like I'm not tryna blow my cover
They know my number, but it isn’t like we know each other
It’s like we hate each other, we just got related mothers
I fuckin’ love them, so I hate it, mama
I'm gettin' faded, mama
My thoughts are jaded, mama
When I get famous, they'll just think I up and traded, mama
I just can't take it, mama, I done did you wrong
So through this song I hope you see some piece of...
Not my father, but the son you thought was gone
I hate to bother, but I hope you put this on
'Cause I'll love you long as I can live
And I'm sorry for the shit I did
