Make Mama Proud Lyrics by Lil' Flip

Make Mama Proud Lyrics

    [talking]

    [Lil' Flip]
    In elementary I used crayons, even chalk
    I learned to count money before I could read and talk
    And my mama told me son, you need to shine
    I couldn't stand at the back, I had to lead the line
    I use to make good grades, but I talked in class
    In middle school I was late when I walked in class
    I the teacher ran a aron, I taught the class
    And what I didn't know, I was about to ask
    And just because I played ball, I got easy grades
    And when I turned 13, I got even fades
    Everybody wearing Air Macs, Ree's and J's
    But all my parents cared about, was B's and A's
    In high school, I picked up my pen and pad
    I had dreams, of pulling up in a Benz or Jag
    I had to get it on my own, I couldn't depend on dad
    I had to grow up too fast, but then I'm glad
    Because the stuff I know now, I wouldn't believe it
    The main goals that I set, I wouldn't achieve it
    I'd probably be locked up, or running the streets
    I'd probably wouldn't have platinum, in front of my teeth
    I'd probably still be mocking, trying to earn a dollar
    I'd probably be in the hood selling sherm or powder
    But instead, I'm making bread legal dough
    Going to church and staying away from these evil hoes

    [Chorus - 2x]
    You only got one life, you better do what you can
    Cause when you turn thirteen, you are a man
    And I can't be broke so I'ma rock the crowd
    It's up to me, I gotta make my mama proud

    [Lil' Flip]
    There's a place called heaven and a place called hell
    There's a place called freedom and a place called jail
    And if you go to jail, they gone treat you bad
    Take your commissary, and beat you bad
    So I'm staying out of trouble, I'm chasing my dream
    I know you see your little boy on t.v. screens
    I'm blowing up, your little boy making it happen
    I'm not selling dope mama, I'm making it rapping
    So when you go to sleep at night, you know I'm safe
    Cause in Houston everyday somebody catching a case
    Like yesterday, my partner went to jail
    And he ain't coming home until he fifty seven
    He nineteen, so you do the math
    I got smart, man, I choose to rap
    So when I grow up, my kids can have a good life
    That's all I wrote, y'all have good night

    [Chorus]

    [ad-libs]

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