Dear Mama

Phil Garcia

Yeah, take those glasses off
You can see a lot clearer now

Dear mama, the reason for this letter
To start off I'm tryna make things better
Life's short, we shouldn't argue bout the chedda
'Cause it's CCMG you know we the trend settas
Haven't I told you that I love you and I miss you
Haven't I told you that for you I'll shoot this pistol
Haven't I told you that I'm hotter than a missile
And like a bunch of magazines, I got a lot of issues
Feels like I'm missing years of my brothers' life
Stuck in mine while I'm tryna live another life
Shit's crazy, it's moving too fast
I'm praying that this last
Just so I can see my brothers' wife
Uh, tryna see us all smiling
Sipping slow rolling doobies on an island
Whole crew get away then we wylin'
And I know my haters mad cause I'm styling
This drip got a thing to it
Women wanna have my name they say it gotta nice ring to it
That's love, but I don't cling to it
I'm more focused on the game and all the things that I bring to it
Iced out I brought the bling to it
If you think you crossing me karma gotta nice sting to it
Bout that pain yeah I been through it
You gon' know bout these hooks Texx and Chris'll make you sing to it
It's okay to let those tears fall down your face
Just remember it's our fears that we should embrace
I know I've been away but I've been holding it down
And I will never stop until I'm holding the crown
But what's a crown when yo ass ain't coming around
I know I haven't been coming around
But I'm grown I ain't done with it now
Mama
Look at all we can achieve
Tell me whats your goal if you can't say that you're relieved
Right now things ain't the way that they're perceived
But to tell the truth we just all gotta believe
Wait, we all gotta believe
Nah, maybe it's just me
I'm begging please
You got me down to my knees
And I know you talking back these blessings Ima receive

I, can't get you off my mind
You, just tell me take my time
We, stare out these rose colored glasses
First class trips living life before it passes

I, can't get you off my mind
You, just tell me take my time
We, stare out these rose colored glasses
First class trips living life before it passes

If your day should start without me we ain't far apart
Every time you think of me I'm right there in your heart
So don't you cry mama
I'm still alive mama
I'll always give my love and never will that die mama
Yeah
Wish we could spend some more time together
Take you places we don't mind the weather
A younging boutta ball mane I'm tryna put you in the finest leather
Can't name an artist that's rhyming better
That's how I'm feeling
Put ya lighters up, raise them to the ceiling
I remember for them bags I had to do some sealing
You know a nicely rolled plane could do you some healing
I'm sorry for the things that my lyrics been revealing
What's more revealing
How I'm wheeling and dealing
I open up show these layers I'm slowly peeling
That heart break I promise I know the feeling
Put my blood sweat and tears in this shit to make a killing
Okay
So now you living under stress right
And that's the reason that you left right
And I be thinking bout tryna call ya phone, but every time I think about you probably living out ya best life
Damn
How you left with no explanation
You're fucking with my mental and my reputation
The saddest part, ain't no more vacations
You moving on to better things you lost all your patience
You know, Sloane be asking bout her Wella
And till this day I just don't know what to tell her
So I be tearing up while I'm sipping stellas
I'ma ask you not to judge we a couple of good fellas
Spittin our truth so there's nothing you could tell us
And to the youth know there's nothing they could sell us
Already told you once, take them glasses off
Catch me riding with the fam laughing our asses off
Or playing basketball
While we try to mask a cough
And if you are in need don't hesitate to ask at all
I know things ain't the way that they're perceived
To tell the truth we just all gotta believe
Wait, we all gotta believe
Nah maybe it's just me
I'm begging please
You got me down to my knees
And I know you talking back these blessings I'ma receive

I, can't get you off my mind
You, just tell me take my time
We, stare out these rose colored glasses
First class trips living life before it passes

I, can't get you off my mind
You, just tell me take my time
We, stare out these rose colored glasses
First class trips living life before it passes

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