You are
I was young me and my mama had beef Seventeen old kicked out on the streets Though back at the time, I never I'd see her face Ain't a woman alive could take my mama's place from school, and scared to go home, I was a fool With the big boys, breaking all the I shed tears my baby sister the years we was poorer than the other little kids And even though we had daddy's, the same drama When things went wrong blame mama I on the stress I caused, it was hell Hugging on my mama from a cell And who'd think in Hey! I see the penitentiary, one day And running from the police, that's Mama catch me, put a to my backside And as a crack fiend, mama You always was a black queen, I finally For a woman it ain't trying to raise a man You was committed A poor mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it There's no way I can pay you But the plan is to show you I understand You are
Don't ya know we ya? Sweet lady mama Place no one ya, sweet lady You are Don't ya we love ya?
Now nobody tell us it was fair No love from my daddy cause the coward there He passed away and I cry, cause my anger Wouldn't let me feel for a say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along I was looking for a father he was I around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs They showed a young brother I moved out and really hanging I needed money of my own so I started I ain't guilty cause, though I sell rocks It feels good putting money in mailbox I paying rent when the rent's due I hope ya got the necklace that I sent to you 'Cause I was low you was there for me And never me alone because you cared for me And I could see you home after work late in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate Ya working with the scraps you was given And made miracles every Thanksgiving But now the road got rough, alone You're trying to raise two bad on your own And there's no way I can pay you But my plan is to show you that I You are
Don't ya we love ya? Sweet lady And dear no one above ya, sweet lady You are Don't ya we love ya?
Pour out liquor and I reminisce, cause through the drama I can depend on my mama And when it seems I'm hopeless You say the words can get me back in focus I was sick as a little kid To me happy there's no limit to the things you did And all my memories Are of all the sweet things you did for me And though I act crazy I thank the Lord that you made me There are no words that can how I feel You never kept a secret, stayed real And I appreciate, how you me And all the extra love you gave me I wish I could take the pain If you can make it the night there's a brighter day will be alright if ya hold on It's a struggle everyday, gotta on And no way I can pay you back But my is to show you that I understand You are
Don't ya we love ya? Sweet lady And dear Place no one above ya, sweet You are Don't ya know we ya?
Sweet And dear
mama Lady, lady,