Moma Never Told Me

[Hook] Momma never told me there'd be years like this Momma never told me there'd be tears like this Oh no, Momma never told me I would get like this Momma never told me I would live like this Feels like I'm running out of my mind, running out of my time But sometimes it feels like I'm running out of my grind I just think you don't understand where I'm coming from Where I'm coming from [Verse 1: Julius] Aight, aight, aight I'mma start it right here If I start it, I'mma start it right here Go a nigga who in the beginning had a brother who handed him a pen So he started writing, hear what I'm saying Understand, you got an idea A nigga beginning to feel thirsty It's a part of life but really it's the part that I fear What if I get too thirsty? I'mma wanna stop spitting, I mean throat getting too parched I feel like my road is too dark On the right road but my road looks too far Growing up was tough but I was tough Older brother gave me tough love, nigga tough luck Better buck up, young buck, be a hustler Always had plenty of drive but I'm moving like Putt-Putt - too slow What the fuck's up? Man this shit getting too much for me If you wanna be married to this industry My nigga hold out your ring finger, better put on your suffer-ring Yo man, I got 2 little sisters Told me they want to sing, I was too stupid to listen But, ladies and gentlemen, without any further ado I'm now introducing my sisters, go [Hook] [Verse 2: Kenny] I remember walking for miles like yesterday And becoming more stressed with each step I take Having both fists balled while my chest inflate My eyes looking like they were hit with some pepper spray I possess a J to take the stress away Hoping the [?] can make my expression change With every breathe I take, trying to suppress the pain Just for a sec escape from life's mess, I pray Where I came from, the pizza man can't come The block where many niggas bang from, the dang slums I would complain when I was only 3000 days young Man shoot, I'm sick of being so starved Man shoot, I'm sick of walking so far Man shoot, I'm sick of having no car Sick of living so hard, sleeping in a cold park Dang man, I'm sick of being piss po' Dang man, I'm sick of wearing these clothes Dang man, I'm sick of being this broke Sick of being this low, sick of being this joke Asking God to work his magic I'm just trying to get a piece of the pie, that's it Cause I ain't got no food in my stomach - bowels empty A nigga literally never had shit [Hook] [Verse 3: Demetrius] Yo, yo, I been through a whole lot This time on my hands is killing me, I'm on suicide watch The Devil's telling me "Do it, why not?" Lucifer tries to supervise my suicide But the man in the mirror is telling "You can die not" Too many individuals depending on you and you finna blow at any moment so don't ruin thy shot But my God, a nigga broke right now It make a nigga wanna grab him a Magnum Because I gotta stop fucking with this broke lifestyle Make you wanna put it to your dome like blaow I keep it a hundred percent of a hundred The rumblings in my stomach to struggling with a woman Is gonna get me to jump and then plummet off the summit of a cliff Or get me to run in your crib with a gun in the hip And get you to get to running your shit Put one in your wig and then one in your woman But I don't wanna punish an innocent couple for nothing So I'mma keep fucking with rap til I'm huffing and puffing We give the listeners some raw shit Every month and it didn't even cost shit But by the time I get in this game, I hope I'm not physically exhausted and lyrically I lost it [Hook]