[00:00.00] 作词 : Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Aaron Gomez/Adam Feeny/Lawrence Parker/Cordae Dunston
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Aaron Gomez/Adam Feeny/Lawrence Parker/Cordae Dunston
[00:09.46]Mama, look at me now
[00:19.43]Mama, look at me now
[00:22.58]I got the juice, coming for you and I'm bringing the noose
[00:24.68]Leaving 'em hanging, my shit banging
[00:26.29]Second that I came in the game, I'm aiming
[00:28.04]Hold up, wait a minute, break it down for the laymen
[00:29.56](Do-do-do-do-do-do)
[00:30.47]I'm killin' everybody, I'm the MC that the MC's study
[00:32.79]Look up to me, little buddy (Do it like me, little buddy)
[00:35.33]Save yo' money, don't think about a Beamer
[00:36.88]'Til ya sellin' out arenas, and you're ballin' like a
[00:38.39]Ballin'-ballin'-ballin'-ballin'-
[00:39.45]Everybody wonder what it be like
[00:40.33]Now it what it seem like, now it what it dream like
[00:41.83]Go like green light, somethin' what a fiend like
[00:43.39]Do it for the drug and we do it for the love
[00:44.99]And we do it for the high that we get, when we ride in the whip
[00:47.17]And somebody pull up on you and they ****-****-vibing your shit
[00:49.12]Mama (Yeah, uh), look at me now
[00:51.74]Mama look what you created, now I'm super faded
[00:53.52]And I'm truly hated 'cause I'm real rich
[00:55.00]But she too elated 'cause she knew we made it
[00:56.54]Got the Louis sueded on some trill shit
[00:58.29]I be coolin' nigga, making stupid figures
[00:59.87]But the truth is realer than the fake shit
[01:01.49]Know they shoot the killers and produce the triggers
[01:03.24]I go two gorillas on some Bape shit
[01:04.78]Look at all the fame and the fortune, the pain and extortion
[01:06.85]The range and the Porches, the same but it's gorgeous
[01:08.38]Mama called me, said your name on the Forbes list
[01:09.88]Thank god your daddy never paid for abortion
[01:11.47]But sharing clothes, good times I'ma cherish those
[01:13.38]Now I'm stuck doing Paris shows
[01:14.66]Embarrass hoes, I'm carousel,
[01:15.93]I'm careless though, I bear the toe
[01:17.23]Don't dare your soul (My god)
[01:18.54]Mama, look at me now
[01:21.16]Ayy, I'm the one that's waiting from, they get it done
[01:23.32]I'm killing them without a gun
[01:24.33]Take it in, rake it in like a leaf from a money tree
[01:28.03]Keep it goin', keep it goin', get the money, get the money
[01:30.26]When it's sunny, 'cause when them clouds come
[01:32.41]I can promise it's depression
[01:34.34]That's when you learn your lesson
[01:35.81]Thought you was cut out for this, your profession
[01:37.39]Go be the best in all of that, nah **** all of tha
[01:39.34]No one call him back, yeah no falling back
[01:40.99]Breaking down on stage, break it down the page
[01:42.67]Breaking down your age
[01:43.47]Like, like now, all you do is compare, compare,
[01:46.23]Compare Comparing yourself to the world
[01:47.86]And you losing yourself to the world
[01:49.21]And you're losing yourself to your money, your fame, and your fans
[01:51.20]You have bigger plans, you is in demand, they don't give a (damn)
[01:55.06]Spend all your money on bull shit and drama
[01:56.53]Had zeros and zeros, and commas on commas
[01:58.46]On commas, on commas, on commas (On commas)
[01:59.64]Mama, look at me now (Me now)
[02:13.95]Ayy, ayy, bitch get the **** off my dic
[02:15.86]Everybody better, I'ma talk my shit
[02:17.33]Put him on my back, then I walk my shit
[02:18.80]**** around, flick my wrist, get it like thi
[02:20.87]I got more plaques than I know what to do with
[02:22.29]Believed in myself when nobody else knew it
[02:23.95]Goddamn, I been through it
[02:24.88]Goddamn, I been through it
[02:25.46]You ain't got class, bitch you been chewin'
[02:26.93]I am the truest
[02:27.61]No need to ask
[02:28.34]Back it up girl, now back that ass
[02:29.88]Bobby get bitches 'cause bitches love Bobb
[02:31.32]And all of the bitches say Bobby deliciou
[02:32.98]To say I love bitches is completely fictitiou
[02:34.48]'Cause I-I respect women
[02:36.38]But let's be real man, there's some bad bitches out ther
[02:39.15]Man, I'm just playing
[02:39.95]She flipped the reefer, don't know what I'm saying
[02:41.36]I pushed a 30 my, I pushed a 30 my man (It's time to have fun)
[02:44.83]Shoutout that boy Gambino, shoutout that boy K. Dot
[02:47.66]Shoutout that boy young Drizzy, all y'all been doing a lot
[02:50.70]Why the rap game so scared to show love?
[02:52.31]I don't know but I am not
[02:53.71]That shit right there, I am Black Thought
[02:55.30]Y'all bring it back to the roots
[02:56.79]Yes, I most definitely got the juice
[02:58.01]Yes I got love for the game
[02:59.55]Don't do this shit for the fame
[03:01.08]It's all we people the same
[03:02.75]Don't care what set you claim
[03:04.29]Shoutout that boy YG
[03:05.72]Nas, King Cole and JID
[03:07.06]Everybody know I be in the club V.I.P (Huh)
[03:10.37]Psych not me
[03:11.14]Too many people to name, but know I got love for you all
[03:15.76]If you need me, I got you, I promise, just give me a call
[03:18.61]Hip hop, we a family, but the hype beast wanna bang me
[03:21.49]'Cause I am me, speak love not hate so they don't understand me
[03:24.50]2019 better get that Grammy
[03:25.95]Give me my props where props is due
[03:27.62]Why everybody wanna come stop you?
[03:29.05]Maybe they mad that they not you
[03:30.55]And you piece that peace and love
[03:31.84]Make them wanna come through, pop shots at you
[03:33.62]That's no love, **** that, show lov
[03:35.98]Don't buck back like a bitch

作词 : Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Aaron Gomez/Adam Feeny/Lawrence Parker/Cordae Dunston
作曲 : Sir Robert Bryson Hall II/Arjun Ivatury/Aaron Gomez/Adam Feeny/Lawrence Parker/Cordae Dunston
Mama, look at me now
Mama, look at me now
I got the juice, coming for you and I'm bringing the noose
Leaving 'em hanging, my shit banging
Second that I came in the game, I'm aiming
Hold up, wait a minute, break it down for the laymen
(Do-do-do-do-do-do)
I'm killin' everybody, I'm the MC that the MC's study
Look up to me, little buddy (Do it like me, little buddy)
Save yo' money, don't think about a Beamer
'Til ya sellin' out arenas, and you're ballin' like a
Ballin'-ballin'-ballin'-ballin'-
Everybody wonder what it be like
Now it what it seem like, now it what it dream like
Go like green light, somethin' what a fiend like
Do it for the drug and we do it for the love
And we do it for the high that we get, when we ride in the whip
And somebody pull up on you and they ****-****-vibing your shit
Mama (Yeah, uh), look at me now
Mama look what you created, now I'm super faded
And I'm truly hated 'cause I'm real rich
But she too elated 'cause she knew we made it
Got the Louis sueded on some trill shit
I be coolin' nigga, making stupid figures
But the truth is realer than the fake shit
Know they shoot the killers and produce the triggers
I go two gorillas on some Bape shit
Look at all the fame and the fortune, the pain and extortion
The range and the Porches, the same but it's gorgeous
Mama called me, said your name on the Forbes list
Thank god your daddy never paid for abortion
But sharing clothes, good times I'ma cherish those
Now I'm stuck doing Paris shows
Embarrass hoes, I'm carousel,
I'm careless though, I bear the toe
Don't dare your soul (My god)
Mama, look at me now
Ayy, I'm the one that's waiting from, they get it done
I'm killing them without a gun
Take it in, rake it in like a leaf from a money tree
Keep it goin', keep it goin', get the money, get the money
When it's sunny, 'cause when them clouds come
I can promise it's depression
That's when you learn your lesson
Thought you was cut out for this, your profession
Go be the best in all of that, nah **** all of tha
No one call him back, yeah no falling back
Breaking down on stage, break it down the page
Breaking down your age
Like, like now, all you do is compare, compare,
Compare Comparing yourself to the world
And you losing yourself to the world
And you're losing yourself to your money, your fame, and your fans
You have bigger plans, you is in demand, they don't give a (damn)
Spend all your money on bull shit and drama
Had zeros and zeros, and commas on commas
On commas, on commas, on commas (On commas)
Mama, look at me now (Me now)
Ayy, ayy, bitch get the **** off my dic
Everybody better, I'ma talk my shit
Put him on my back, then I walk my shit
**** around, flick my wrist, get it like thi
I got more plaques than I know what to do with
Believed in myself when nobody else knew it
Goddamn, I been through it
Goddamn, I been through it
You ain't got class, bitch you been chewin'
I am the truest
No need to ask
Back it up girl, now back that ass
Bobby get bitches 'cause bitches love Bobb
And all of the bitches say Bobby deliciou
To say I love bitches is completely fictitiou
'Cause I-I respect women
But let's be real man, there's some bad bitches out ther
Man, I'm just playing
She flipped the reefer, don't know what I'm saying
I pushed a 30 my, I pushed a 30 my man (It's time to have fun)
Shoutout that boy Gambino, shoutout that boy K. Dot
Shoutout that boy young Drizzy, all y'all been doing a lot
Why the rap game so scared to show love?
I don't know but I am not
That shit right there, I am Black Thought
Y'all bring it back to the roots
Yes, I most definitely got the juice
Yes I got love for the game
Don't do this shit for the fame
It's all we people the same
Don't care what set you claim
Shoutout that boy YG
Nas, King Cole and JID
Everybody know I be in the club V.I.P (Huh)
Psych not me
Too many people to name, but know I got love for you all
If you need me, I got you, I promise, just give me a call
Hip hop, we a family, but the hype beast wanna bang me
'Cause I am me, speak love not hate so they don't understand me
2019 better get that Grammy
Give me my props where props is due
Why everybody wanna come stop you?
Maybe they mad that they not you
And you piece that peace and love
Make them wanna come through, pop shots at you
That's no love, **** that, show lov
Don't buck back like a bitch