Представляем точный текст композиции "Make Mama Proud" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Lil Flip . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Make Mama Proud» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Lil Flip передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Lil Flip - "Make Mama Proud"
Lyrics to Make Mama Proud : [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 couldnt 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 didnt 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, Rees and Js But all my parents cared about, was Bs and As 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 couldnt depend on dad I had to grow up too fast, but then Im glad Because the stuff I know now, I wouldnt believe it The main goals that I set, I wouldnt achieve it Id probably be locked up, or running the streets Id probably wouldnt have platinum, in front of my teeth Id probably still be mocking, trying to earn a dollar Id probably be in the hood selling sherm or powder But instead, Im 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 cant be broke so Ima rock the crowd Its up to me, I gotta make my mama proud [Lil Flip] Theres a place called heaven and a place called hell Theres 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 Im staying out of trouble, Im chasing my dream I know you see your little boy on t.v. screens Im blowing up, your little boy making it happen Im not selling dope mama, Im making it rapping So when you go to sleep at night, you know Im safe Cause in Houston everyday somebody catching a case Like yesterday, my partner went to jail And he aint 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 Thats all I wrote, yall have good night [ Make Mama Proud Lyrics ]
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