Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry Momma

Momma said I ain't acting her son
'Cause I'm money Momma, you ain't giving me none
You can't buy me them J's that come out
So get used to the things I'm doing for dollars
You "Boy, you better watch your back
Your in jail, remember that"
Momma it get that
You "Don't call me for no bail money"
I could call for anything, I thought you cared for me
You said: "Keenon, keep bitch out my house"
I "I'm eighteen"
You said: "This place?" Nah, this is Section 8
Smacked me like bah, "you disrespectful nigga"
mmm momma you lucky, lucky I can't hit ya
"You gon' treat me like this? And you know I seizures
You know I pain pills for headaches and fevers"
Damn, now I'm feeling than a man
'Cause you birth me and I was actin' like I understand
I'm momma

Let me take weight off your shoulders
I'm singing to
You ain't gotta now, them days is over

I'm sorry momma, I I ain't shit
I I lied a lot, I know I ain't slick
Your dollars
Yeah, was me who stole 'em out your purse
(What?) yeah, I know it
I remember we used to go to church
I used to fall asleep, shit used to work your nerves
I remember when you had
In a wheelchair, hooked to that hurt me
You're Superwoman in my eyes
You do a lot to be out of one eye
But you ain't let hold you back
You win on marathon and run your laps
I broke into houses and sold stolen for you
I know that ain't the type of your son should do
You gave to me, I love you and thank you
Just know you're

Let me some weight off your shoulders
I'm singing to
You ain't gotta worry now, them is over