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SEQ - Mama Tell Lyrics



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Yeah, i told you i'm done ho
I just told my brother, if twin keep on talking on the net, then kick in his front door
I'm shipping them packs across the mail, my twin still smoking on fronto
And i'm having cash, i know you could tell, but whole time i'm having a bunch though
And yeah, you was getting money, but you fell, and now you ain't having no bread though
Remember that ho wouldn't look at me yeah, but now i just use her for head though
You said that you ain't like the way i talk to you, whole time i ain't even said nun
But that don't mean i don't f*ck with you ho, i see you and i get a head rush
Lately i kinda been pent up, been a minute since i really said sum
Know that they loving li seq, they hear the beat and they hit the lil head bump
My bad ho petite, she wont even look at you til you get your bread up
All my songs heat, cuz if i ever made some ass i ain't drop nun, yeah
Swear to god i was hurt when i heard that you got in that car crash
I would never do you like that, pull up and i'm swerving, hellcat, fifth ave
I don't even want you no more, shit that you said, you can't even take shit back
I'm tryn buy me chrome hearts, brodie popping pills it look like a tic tac
But don't even get shit f*cked up, i don't f*ck with you ho, that was a mishap
All that shit like way back, i left all that shit in the past past
Remember recording that shit from my heart, i was thinking like na don't say that
Remember back like a couple weeks ago everything was going bad bad
I was bout to put a knife to my chest, bout to turn me to a hashtag
Niggas talking shit bout some expression, give a f*ck if it had cap rap
Whole time niggas lame as f*ck, don't got nothing going for em like that
Miss you ho, if you text me right now i swear to god i'd type back
Not you tho, niggas always gonna talk some shit, they ain't like that
I regret all the shit that i did to myself
Old scars on my wrists, i hope momma can't tell
Cause all it leave is marks that i hate to see
I got cash i put my brothers in whips and chains like slavery
I swear to god, feel like u made for me
I been praying to god he pull some strings for me, like he playing guitar, yeah
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Yeah, i told you i'm done ho
I just told my brother, if twin keep on talking on the net, then kick in his front door
I'm shipping them packs across the mail, my twin still smoking on fronto
And i'm having cash, i know you could tell, but whole time i'm having a bunch though
And yeah, you was getting money, but you fell, and now you ain't having no bread though
Remember that ho wouldn't look at me yeah, but now i just use her for head though
You said that you ain't like the way i talk to you, whole time i ain't even said nun
But that don't mean i don't f*ck with you ho, i see you and i get a head rush
Lately i kinda been pent up, been a minute since i really said sum
Know that they loving li seq, they hear the beat and they hit the lil head bump
My bad ho petite, she wont even look at you til you get your bread up
All my songs heat, cuz if i ever made some ass i ain't drop nun, yeah
Swear to god i was hurt when i heard that you got in that car crash
I would never do you like that, pull up and i'm swerving, hellcat, fifth ave
I don't even want you no more, shit that you said, you can't even take shit back
I'm tryn buy me chrome hearts, brodie popping pills it look like a tic tac
But don't even get shit f*cked up, i don't f*ck with you ho, that was a mishap
All that shit like way back, i left all that shit in the past past
Remember recording that shit from my heart, i was thinking like na don't say that
Remember back like a couple weeks ago everything was going bad bad
I was bout to put a knife to my chest, bout to turn me to a hashtag
Niggas talking shit bout some expression, give a f*ck if it had cap rap
Whole time niggas lame as f*ck, don't got nothing going for em like that
Miss you ho, if you text me right now i swear to god i'd type back
Not you tho, niggas always gonna talk some shit, they ain't like that
I regret all the shit that i did to myself
Old scars on my wrists, i hope momma can't tell
Cause all it leave is marks that i hate to see
I got cash i put my brothers in whips and chains like slavery
I swear to god, feel like u made for me
I been praying to god he pull some strings for me, like he playing guitar, yeah
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Writer: Marcellus R
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Performed By: SEQ
Language: English
Length: 1:51
Written by: Marcellus R

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