CHRONICLE - Momma Told Me lyrics

[Verse 1: IshaQ] Staying humble is the strategy But rumble young man rumble till they pa** defeat The game a jungle don't get mad you see You are nothing but a hunter and Blunderers are all fast sleep Nothing in this world is mine But the one thing they can't possess is my mind Pray 5 times a day No matter who you are this all ends in one of two ways You and Jay got the same amount of hours so make the most of it Cause nothing in this world is ours Don't be hungry for power That gets you devoured A pit full of snakes beneath all the flowers Avoid the ladies with the weave Cause there's nothing on her head Prince Charming and a steed One exception to that decree She all good only if she's after a degree In myself il never doubt I know that I'm sound I guess momma would be proud [Verse 2: Chronicle] That Africa was a mother And started birthing these visionaries Started to rhyme, gave the beat an obituary Oh no, now I'm starting to lose it! Sorry mama I fell in love the rhythms it's not what you had in mind But it's time we faced the music Lyrically inexplicably, willing to k** All delusional rappers that be thinking they is the real! I stepped in k** beats, leave n***a for real I drop bars, go hard, tell me how do you feel Coming live from the city where dreams seem elusive But you Can't stop the movement can't stop the music Daydreams are lucid Ignite the mic I turn back a dike I set fire to rhythms I impact to life like Gosh n***a. Gosh n***a uh Had me stammering for words like Oh n***a, oh n***a damn! (x2)