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letra de congratulations - popp hunna

[intro]
raised me, hmm
how can i hate on the n-gga that raised me?
wasn’t proud of me
no, no, uh
wasn’t proud of me
yeah, yeah
oh no, no-no, no-no
yeah

[chorus]
how can i hate on the n-gga that made me but that n-gga ain’t raised me? (oh no)
you left my momma alone, was all on our own, i was just a baby (oh no)
and you know my momma was only fourteen when she had me, she was a young lady (oh no)
thinking ’bout all of the times that i cried, my n-gga, that sh-t drove me crazy (oh no)
and my feelings kept tryin’ to tell me, “be patient” but man i got tired of waitin’ (oh no)
you don’t know how it feel only havin’ one parent comin’ to all of your graduations (oh no)
you was missin’ on all of my birthdays, my n-gga, you never made one little occasion (oh no)
i had me a kid last year and i ain’t even hear you say, “congratulations”

[verse]
i’ma be a better dad than you’s and i know you gon’ respect it (oh, yeah, yeah)
i was out on the street alone, no guide, a n-gga was young and reckless (yeah, yeah)
i remember seein’ all of my friends with dads, they happy, that sh-t made me jealous (oh, oh)
there be times i be thinkin’ like, “what i do wrong?”
it really be hurtin’ to say this
appreciate mom she carry, all i had was my momma (oh woah)
but she cannot teach everything a man can, no, i needed my father (oh woah)
i’ve been tryna find peace in my life but stacked in, fell in love with them commas (oh woah)
’cause n0body can heal my pain, for real [?] but will not even bother (yeah, yeah)
the pain so deep and sh-t, affected my music, yeah (woah, woah)
them flashy bags been makin’ me nod when i do it, yeah (woah, woah)
i don’t know what i’m doin’, i really been feelin’ so clueless
how could do this? how could you do?
you left me stranded, i really been feelin’ so worthless
feel like i was born for nothin’, i don’t got a purpose
i needed you there and you wasn’t there for me, ee, ee (for me, ee, ee)
[chorus]
how can i hate on the n-gga that made me but that n-gga ain’t raised me? (oh no)
you left my momma alone, was all on our own, i was just a baby (oh no)
and you know my momma was only fourteen when she had me, she was a young lady (oh no)
thinking ’bout all of the times that i cried, my n-gga, that sh-t drove me crazy (oh no)
and my feelings kept tryin’ to tell me, “be patient” but man i got tired of waitin’ (oh no)
you don’t know how it feel only havin’ one parent comin’ to all of your graduations (oh no)
you was missin’ on all of my birthdays, my n-gga, you never made one little occasion (oh no)
i had me a kid last year and i ain’t even hear you say, “congratulations”

[outro]
congratulations
or even “i’m proud of you”
just wanna hear you say, “i’m proud of you”
woah, woah
or “congratulations”
or “i’m proud of you”
just tell me you proud of me
you proud of me

- popp hunna

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