Ah, ah, ah, ah
Hate to be gettin' sad with y'all
But man, I cut my momma off
Hate to be gettin' mad at y'all
But man y'all cut my momma off
I hate that I feel so glad, because
Now man, I cut my momma off
Can't even be no man, because
No man would cut his momma off
This shit don't feel right
Maybe, it's time I flipped the switch
My kids ain't gonna have life
'Cause I think every girl's a bitch
Nah-nah-nah, this must be right
She said I ain't gon' be shit
Run back into the light
If it meant I could be something
Yea-yea-yea, 17-years-old
When I first started turnin' cold
I'd run right round, and back and forth
And ain't no chance I'd let her know
It ain't no second chance, no, no
You fuck up once, she close the door
Guess my time has come and gone
Now's my time to hit the road
Really ain't think this shit would last
But I been strung up on the past
And I been strung up on the dash
Tryna turn this time to cash
Had to go toss out all the trash
Shit's so sad, such a drag
But I done packed up all my bags
Gotta get lost and switch the plans
I can't lie, I love this woman
All she done, all types of cookin'
Been so sweet, so time consuming
All the time, I'm off consuming
Different kinds of different fluids
Different kinds of powder, stupid
Lame excuse that I'll be using
But my flowers ain't been bloomin', ayy
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(Flowers ain't been bloomin, ayy)
Hate to be gettin' sad with y'all
But man, I cut my momma off
Hate to be gettin' mad at y'all
But man, y'all cut my momma off
I hate that I feel so glad, because
Now man, I cut my momma off
Can't even be no man, because
No man would cut his momma off
Hate to be gettin' sad with y'all
But man, I cut my momma off
Hate to be gettin' mad at y'all
But man y'all cut my momma off
I hate that I feel so glad l, because
Now man, I cut my momma off
Can't even be no man, because
No man would cut his momma off
I hate