Ma, I Wanna Rap Lyrics

Ma, I wanna rap

Ma, I wanna rap

Ugh, Jay Baby

Ugh

Told my ma I wanna rap, I thought she wanted to banish me

Tattoo, grills and bottles

Think I'm growing up manishly

Told my aunt I wanna rap, she said she wanted to manage me

Make sure no one extorting me

You know how Atlanta be

Told my bro I wanna rap, he said you one of the hardest

Just keep doing what you doing

Cause you more than a artist

Told my pops I wanna rap, he said to do it the smartest

Don't cop no short yellow bussdown

And start acting retarded

He said invest in property

Stack money properly

He said don't never play no games

Less it's monopoly

He said to stay in your own lane

Don't do no copying, copy that

I miss the ville rap, the real rap and so I brought it back

I'm Mr kill rappers

Put a beat on imma slaughter that

Dead in the street

My feet was probably where ya partners at, cause

In the ville we walked down

Where you couldn't even walk round

The reason that I charge now

To get on beats and walk now

I told God I wanna rap

But I'm a singer though

Like how it turned out

But I ain't use no blinker though

These rappers burnt out

I kill every single flow

And I still double up my cup for every single pour

With WarBaby

Ride through the trenches, it look like Singapore

Broke but hungry

Eating up beats

I had to feed the poor

And now they trynna pay me a key

To play a single note

Can't find the AMG a key

Ain't paid a single note

Got Singles wrote

Bought her a ring and tote, she ain't single no

I needed hope

None of y'all pmo, It's just me and Moe

With CMO

Certified Members Only we need a quote

We CEOs

Ain't seeing less so I guess we seeing mo'

I get on a beat and start looking down

I can see the flow

Progressing, cause my flow is progressive

So I can be the flow

You could name your top four rappers, and I could be the four

The fourth one rap bout switches, but still he gone switch the beat and flow

The third one sing to women bout love, and they think it's Keyshia Cole

The second talk bout churches and cemeteries, he's seen them both

The first one paint a picture, a visionary you see his soul

That's a countdown. I ain't drop the ball, I don't need to bowl

Ever put some flour on a paper plate? I ain't need a bowl

Please don't tell me bout when the haters hate, I don't need to know

I just need to blow.

Fuck a studio, I just needed Moe

I done seen some snakes In that grass they said I ain't need to mow

I done poured some 4s in the four

So that's a four for four

I done had .44s for the poles

And that's a four for four

I done brought some hoes for the bros

And I ain't know the hoes

I must've had a gift or a bow

Shh, I don't know no more

But Ma, I wanna wrap

Ma, I wanna rap

I know you ain't like it much but

I ain't wanna trap

I done gave my time too much and

Now I want it back

Ma, I wanna rap