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letra de i'm sorry mom - lamar shuler

i said i’m sorry ma, we had it hard
it was cold in the shelter you was tryna stay strong
steady payin bills you had to do it on your own
family dad help tell em not to call your phone
and now i know why christmas always looks like gold
i was only six years old saw her baggin up the white
off and on with jobs yeah she had a hard night
strong with a man usually ending in a fight
i got a little older now i can see the light
and imma do it all ma imma get you right
i started sellin weed man we made a little cheese
i had the phone jumpin yeah we a couple fiends
and i was only 15 i was always on the block
good with my words but never spoke to dem cops
mama wasn’t mad the first time i got knocked on
i don’t really like them cuffs but it’s back to the block
i tried to poke a n-gga and i almost got shot
said i’m really sorry ma that you had to f-ckin watch
but when i catch that n-gga imma put him in a box
and god forgive me please for the words that i say
but i always had it hard it was never no game
the things that i seen man i swear it made me change
and people always claim that we should be ashamed
but they don’t know my struggle man they don’t know my pain
i was only 15 yeah i almost got shot
god was on my side man i jetted down the block
but a bullet hit a door now i gotta make it stop
trey pound on my lap
said i’m bout to tear the block

stop hatin on me, tryna skate on me
but they gon see, i ain’t playin b
(x2)

it was a struggle in these streets
and yeah i got the juice
so yeah i know they heat
i smoke a spliff let me breath
i got some anger tucked inside of me
that makes me itch ticks and fleas
got caught up in the beef
just rappin bout my life and what happen in these streets
i ain’t a preach but let me preach
god watchin’ over me my angels in my seat
i see myself as a seed let me grow i’m in my peak
tryna make it out the streets i’m caught up in the beef
people dying left to right said that won’t be me
imma let that hammer go if that’s gonna be me
i don’t like what i’m becoming
keep them thoughts in my mind
these n-ggas better start runnin
!no yg! but imma start gunnin
man my little sis cries so some n-ggas got to die
i was tryna get the money and try to come through fly
and beef got real, yet i don’t know why
the only question on my mind is all my n-ggas gonna
ride and keep that heater on them like they gotta survive
and let that hammer go like they ready to die
see the blood in my eyes, my joy and my pain
thinking bout this sh-t it got me going insane
and now i’m f-ckin paranoid
said this always in my brain for my n-ggas that was there
i don’t look at them with shame
i’m gonna get this money and i pray i stay the same
through the money and the fame

stop hatin on me, tryna skate on me
but they gon see, i ain’t playin b
(x2)

- lamar shuler

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