Verse 1: Dear mama, this letter’s for you A song of gratitude, a heart so true Through the trials and tribulations we’ve faced You’ve been our rock, our saving grace Chorus: Letter to mama, thank you for it all For never giving up, for standing tall Your love and strength, they carry us through Mama, we owe it all to you Verse 2: In the darkest of nights, you were our light Guiding us through, with all your might Your shoulders, always there for us to lean In your love, we find our serene Chorus: Letter to mama, thank you for it all For never giving up, for standing tall Your love and strength, they carry us through Mama, we owe it all to you Bridge: You’ve sacrificed so much, for me and my siblings Your love knows no bounds, it’s everlasting I’ll sing this song, to show my appreciation For all the love and dedication Chorus: Letter to mama, thank you for it all For never giving up, for standing tall Your love and strength, they carry us through Mama, we owe it all to you Outro: Dear mama, this letter’s for you A song of love, a bond so true Thank you for everything, for always being there Letter to mama, forever we’ll share.
Woahhhh Deep night in the trenches Me and my youngins packing wrenches We running from them jakes Haven't slept in weeks Only thing I know I'm getting way to old to be up in these trenches Trenches Trenches Late night Like every night Activist That double cup I'ma pour it Switching swerving all these lanes I am not the same Middle finger Fuvk all the lames I'm just trying do me Nigga can't you see I be heading for fame Fuvk outta my way I'm just doing me
yungins we looked up to ballers truth be told we turned out like olders i know it gets deep prolly have a son wen my broski free shoutout to mama my only queen breakin dem zeds had to run up my cheese but i aint talking bout cheddar my ine kick like mcregor snowing so much it feels like decmber but we up in the bando trap on my zanco oT with my rambo 3 my broski ammo stuck in the cells hand to hand sales in the bando lonelyt my nokia ringing cuh the kats want food food i been dealing with shoots shoots roll w my nina letting spray thats more than a wound wound old days in the park fighting so much used to leave em brusied now we all grown up grip on da stick take him to snooze his face on the news i started from nothing didnt have any spoon made it out w my goons made it out my team thought kat just died das dem bando dreams
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Well mixed drums and all, like this one
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Verse 1:
Dear mama, this letter’s for you
A song of gratitude, a heart so true
Through the trials and tribulations we’ve faced
You’ve been our rock, our saving grace
Chorus:
Letter to mama, thank you for it all
For never giving up, for standing tall
Your love and strength, they carry us through
Mama, we owe it all to you
Verse 2:
In the darkest of nights, you were our light
Guiding us through, with all your might
Your shoulders, always there for us to lean
In your love, we find our serene
Chorus:
Letter to mama, thank you for it all
For never giving up, for standing tall
Your love and strength, they carry us through
Mama, we owe it all to you
Bridge:
You’ve sacrificed so much, for me and my siblings
Your love knows no bounds, it’s everlasting
I’ll sing this song, to show my appreciation
For all the love and dedication
Chorus:
Letter to mama, thank you for it all
For never giving up, for standing tall
Your love and strength, they carry us through
Mama, we owe it all to you
Outro:
Dear mama, this letter’s for you
A song of love, a bond so true
Thank you for everything, for always being there
Letter to mama, forever we’ll share.
I need a hop on this one!!!
We finna have to lock in fam
Yeea my G💯
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Woahhhh
Deep night in the trenches
Me and my youngins packing wrenches
We running from them jakes
Haven't slept in weeks
Only thing I know
I'm getting way to old to be up in these trenches
Trenches
Trenches
Late night
Like every night
Activist
That double cup
I'ma pour it
Switching swerving all these lanes
I am not the same
Middle finger
Fuvk all the lames
I'm just trying do me
Nigga can't you see
I be heading for fame
Fuvk outta my way
I'm just doing me
dear momma
I know I’m deep i
i made a song wit dis❤️🩹
yungins we looked up to ballers
truth be told we turned out like olders
i know it gets deep
prolly have a son
wen my broski free
shoutout to mama
my only queen
breakin dem zeds
had to run up my cheese
but i aint talking bout cheddar
my ine kick like mcregor
snowing so much it feels like decmber
but we up in the bando
trap on my zanco
oT with my rambo
3 my broski ammo
stuck in the cells
hand to hand sales
in the bando lonelyt my nokia ringing
cuh the kats want food food
i been dealing with shoots shoots
roll w my nina letting spray thats more than a wound wound
old days in the park fighting so much used to leave em brusied
now we all grown up grip on da stick take him to snooze
his face on the news
i started from nothing
didnt have any spoon
made it out w my goons
made it out my team
thought kat just died
das dem
bando dreams