Hip Hop Brio Dundada
Mama's Advice

This song is about hanging out with the wrong people, despite what you’ve been told

Video with lyrics: youtu.be/OU2FE-p1x8U

Okay now momma didn’t want me with no gangstas
But today that’s the clique that I roll with
Okay now momma didn’t want me with no hustlers
But today that’s the clique that I roll with
And we gone and so forth and so on and so what
And we faded
So wasted
 
Young black and angry
Forever misunderstood
Up to no good
If you ask us how we doing
We good
 
Wish a ninja would
Open up his mouth
And all you hear is arrogance
Rather sort him out
 
Little tolerance
On the edge of life and death
Do not push me
I’m edgy
 
Fell a victim to the envy
Like jealousy and pity me
That’s all we really show
Ain’t no Hennessy no Johnny Walker
But we sipping slow
Forever bold
Staying true to what we know
Some sokol and some will never know
 
Okay now momma didn’t want me with no gangstas
But today that’s the clique that I roll with
Okay now momma didn’t want me with no hustlers
But today that’s the clique that I roll with
And we gone and so forth and so on and so what
And we faded
So wasted

Swear this shit just sounded like a documentary
It was meant for you
Never ever meant for me
It was sent for me
Never ever read to me
Like it would give me peace
Read to me as I fell asleep
 
A little nightmare that’s reality
I’m searching for the inner peace
Just give me peace
Cause man I know these streets
Hot like them degrees
Summer days when they peak
I was schooled by them g’s
That’s an honour
So Your Honour do not question me
This is who I am
Aka human
Hope you understand
 
Okay now momma didn’t want me with no gangstas
But today that’s the clique that I roll with
Okay now momma didn’t want me with no hustlers
But today that’s the clique that I roll with
And we gone and so forth and so on and so what
And we faded
So wasted

My kasi is not so rof
They pick on you just because
You humble and kinda soft
Toughen up like you boss
 
My squad has grown apart
That’s just life and growing up

Two bricks a soccer ball money on the line
Three a side
Pick your guys
Pick a pass
Never offside
Ain’t no referee
Obviously
Ends up in a fight
Arguing with people twice your side
 
Cause there’s money on the line
We’ll spending that money later on tonight
Chilling at my crib
Brown bottles

Okay now momma didn’t want me with no gangstas
But today that’s the clique that I roll with
Okay now momma didn’t want me with no hustlers
But today that’s the clique that I roll with
And we gone and so forth and so on and so what
And we faded
So wasted

Links:

Spotify: open.spotify.com/track/https:/...UecHBr6TJXwOt3p

Deezer: deezer.com/track/439161042