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Momma Don’t Worry Lyrics

[Intro: Future]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

[Chorus: Future]

Mama, don't worry, I got my pistol

I'm gettin' my dollars, you birthed a real nigga

Told my daddy, "Don't be sorry, I'm not gon' blame you"

If it weren't for struggle, my dreams, they wouldn't came true

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]

Told mama, "Don't worry, you know you raised a hardbody"

Granny called the other day, said, "Don't stress 'cause God got you"

I'ma chase this paper every day, I ain't doin' no stoppin'

Tryna stuff this cash in my jeans, I'm so 4 Pockets

All the times you gave a nigga your last, I can't forget that

Eviction notice on the door, we was hidin' from the rent man (Turned the lights off)

I ain't never lettin' nothin' slide, I was taught to get my lick back

Hit hard, move silent, I ain't got time for all that chit-chat

Even though I feel like you wasn't there, got mad love for my dad

No hard feelings, I ain't never cry 'bout nothin' I ain't have

Growin' up inside of poverty, that shit'll have you mad (Mad)

Goin' to school without no new shoes, that shit'll turn you bad (Bad)

Took security with my mama (My mama)

I know she got her pistol (Her pistol)

'Fore I give a bitch anything (I swear)

I'ma take care my sisters (My sisters)

We ain't writin' no more bad checks (No more bad checks)

My lil' boy them know 'bout private jets (PJs)

And my auntie them, they straight now (Okay)

It ain't too much for 'em to worry about, I promise

[Chorus: Future]

Mama, don't worry, I got my pistol

I'm gettin' my dollars, you birthed a real nigga

Told my daddy, "Don't be sorry, I'm not gon' blame you"

If it weren't for struggle, my dreams, they wouldn't came true

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]

Told mama, "Don't worry, I'll be just fine"

Angels watch over my shoulder like an umpire

I could get in the octagon with these punchlines

Like, nigga, I'm the captain and it's crunch time

Skip the lunch line, gotta eat more than sometime

I done time, so I think everyone one-time

Colorblind to the sunshine, I'd rather moonshine

Told the team, "I don't care who shine as long as you shine"

Keep a California dumb blonde with a boob job

Rather give me a blowjob than get a new job

Too high, fuck the shit out her, then we woosah

Woo-ha, got you all in check like a swoosh sign

Told my daddy, "I don't blame you, neither claim you"

You was never in the picture, somebody framed you

Moms bought my first pistol, brought me to the range too

Since the day I could walk, I been on the same two

[Chorus: Future & Lil Wayne]

Mama, don't worry (Tunechi), I got my pistol (Lil' bitch)

I'm gettin' my dollars (Yeah, yeah, yeah), you birthed a real nigga (Mula, baby)

Told my daddy, "Don't be sorry, I'm not gon' blame you"

If it weren't for struggle (Yeah, yeah, yeah), my dreams, they wouldn't came true (Mula, baby)

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah