[Intro]
Yea
Momma said...
Momma said make something of your life
Don't fail me
[Chorus]
Momma said make something out of your life
Don't fail me
Don't do it for the fame man
Do it for the family
[Verse]
Yeah
In the booth until it closes
Weed in their lungs man
Coke in their noses
Realest muf**a
You should know this
On top of the world
And I'm striking poses
Cause
It's grind mode homie
Ain't no resting
King of this sh** man
f** being president
Think I died and
Went to heaven
Best and it's evident
So many beautiful women in here tonight
Feeling alright
I've been smoking on the flight
And I'm grinding all night
Yea
Grind mode
Bitter fools can cry more
Flying through different
Time zones
Cause I got it on my own
Yea
f** up some commas
Do it for my boys and my mommas
Yea
Momma said do something...
[Chorus]
Momma said make something out of your life
Don't fail me
Don't do it for the fame man
Do it for the family
[Outro]
I just hope they can handle me
Grind mode