Unconditional Love

Yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah) It's all real, homeboy (it's all real) Feel me, yo Dedicated To my mother You heard? Hold your head (Lady, hold your head) [ VERSE 1: Shyheim ] This is dedicated to the lady of my life Who gave me life and raised me right Even if I was wrong in her eyes I was right We like brothers and sisters, me and my moms we tight Regardless of the habits she had with the pipe I had to bail her out, she got locked up last night We fight sometimes, she sells things that's mines Programs ain't workin, rehab for the tenth time My partner in crime, I would cry Leavin the V.I. as she walked back inside I remember she died, they brought her back to life 'member no lights, sugar and rice, roaches and mice? Those were some long nights We still in a tough fight, but we lookin good in the ninth My a-alike'll get hype for me, bring your gun upstairs for me And tell the cops I don't live here when they lookin for me [ Ray J ] Mama I told you so You don't have to worry about it, mama Now I'm in control And even if you did act kinda crazy I'll always love you No matter what it might seem I'm always with you And everything's gonna be alright Lady [ VERSE 2: Shyheim ] Growin up wasn't easy She sold the radio, VCR and TV Took my 3 g's, I used to say, "Ma, please stop" She said she would but she couldn't so she didn't Caught her in the kitchen hittin, I started flippin She bought it off my man Richard And on the low I heard he was sniffin I wanted to bring it ot the bisquits, for real, kid Cause sellin to my mom is some real bitch shit I can't cry no more, my insides is dry My heart is gone, my mind is sore, it's Desert Storm Can't believe I ain't gon' see my twin for four I'm mad tight, pressure bust pipes Remember I love you, mommy, if I die tonight.. [ Ray J ] Mama I told you so You don't have to worry about it, mama Now I'm in control And even if you did act kinda crazy I'll always love you No matter what it might seem I'm always with you And everything's gonna be alright Lady [ Shyheim ] Aiyo ma Turn the walkman up (yo yo yo turn it up, turn it up) Smile when you hear me, you heard (smile when you hear me) For real (for real, for real) I sit back and I wonder like damn (yeah) At all the bullshit in our life (ah-ha) I still made it, you know (yeah) It's like - (we made it) damn You was mad young when you had a nigga though (you were 16) And.. You experienced a lotta things and went through a lotta things (all in my hand) And I followed through and went through em too, you know I love you, mommy (yeah) Marilyn Franklin, hold your head 98 G, 1495, Marilyn Franklin aka Money Rock Star You ain't got no money you leave her the fuck alone, you heard?