Runnin My Momma Crazy

Текст песни Plies - Runnin My Momma Crazy <br/> [Intro]<br />Hey mama (hey mama)... Know I ain&#039;t never tell you this<br />befo&#039; (I ain&#039;t never tell you this befo&#039;)... but it really<br />hurt me knowin&#039; I&#039;m runnin&#039; you crazy (know I&#039;m runnin&#039;<br />ya crazy)... I wanna talk to ya real quick (wanna talk to ya mama)<br /><br />[Verse 1]<br />My momma told me while I run these streets she can&#039;t sleep<br />( )<br />Her phone ring late at night she think somethin&#039; happened to me<br />Her nerves so bad right now she can&#039;t even watch T.V<br />She turn her head everytime she see the police<br />She scared to look &#039;cause it might be me in the back seat<br />Whenever she hear about a shootin&#039; her heart skip a beat<br />She heard the feds was in town her knees got weak<br />She know I&#039;m at the house the only time she at peace<br />Her blood pressure through the roof all because of me<br />Her favorite words is &quot;dope ain&#039;t the only way to eat&quot;<br />She told me the other day she hope I don&#039;t die in these streets<br />I just pray to God she don&#039;t wipe her hands wit&#039; me<br /><br />[Chorus]<br />I&#039;m a goon to the streets but to my momma I&#039;m still her baby<br />Raised a street nigga by yaself you a hell of a lady<br />Shit Im doin&#039; now got nothin&#039; to do wit&#039; how you raised me<br />Shit killin&#039; me to know I&#039;m runnin&#039; my momma crazy<br />Goon to the streets but to my momma I&#039;m still her baby<br />Raised a street nigga by yaself you a hell of a lady<br />Shit Im doin&#039; now got nothin&#039; to do wit&#039; how you raised me<br />Shit killin&#039; me to know I&#039;m runnin&#039; my momma crazy<br /><br />[Verse 2]<br />Remember the nights me sittin&#039; up in a cold cell<br />I&#039;m wakin&#039; ya up out&#039;cha sleep it&#039;s me callin&#039; you from jail<br />You ain&#039;t say it but I know inside you mad as hell<br />You called off from work just to bond me out of jail<br />I get in trouble I call you seem like it never fail<br />Can hear you now &quot;boy you need to sit ya ass down somewhere&quot;<br />I come and eat I take a shower then I&#039;m out of there<br />I know I&#039;m stressin&#039; ya at times seem like I don&#039;t care<br />You wrote bad checks for me to have somethin&#039; to wear<br />You risked ya freedom for me nowadays that&#039;s real rare<br />Everytime I think about the shit I wanna shed a tear<br />That&#039;s why I buy ya somethin&#039; for Father&#039;s Day every year<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Verse 3]<br />You did the best you could wit&#039; me and I love you for that<br />Wanted me to stay in school but that ain&#039;t where my heart was at<br />I got exposed to the streets and fell in love wit&#039; stacks<br />And all the times I hurt you wish I could take it back<br />When daddy left us you stepped up and took his slack<br />I know I&#039;m selfish and feelin&#039;s is somethin&#039; I know I lack<br />The shit I&#039;m doin&#039; now I know you raised me better than that<br />You showed me how to be a man and showed me how to act<br />Sometimes I wonder how you still proud I&#039;m ya son<br />After all the stuff I took ya through and all the shit I done<br />Well like ya told me when God want me how I can&#039;t run<br />Before he take me want you to know how much I love ya mom<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Outro]<br />Think I&#039;m speakin&#039; for every street nigga &#039;round the world... I<br />don&#039;t think we sit down long enough sometimes... Just to<br />realize what we takin&#039; our momma through... It hurt me to know<br />dog... That I&#039;m runnin&#039; my momma crazy... And it&#039;s really<br />killin&#039; me to know... that I&#039;m helpin&#039; killin&#039; my momma..<br /><br />[music to fade]