[Intro]

Yea

Momma said...

Momma said make something of your life

Don't fail me

[Chorus]

Momma said make something out of your life

Don't fail me

Don't do it for the fame man

Do it for the family

[Verse]

Yeah

In the booth until it closes

Weed in their lungs man

Coke in their noses

Realest mufucka

You should know this

On top of the world

And I'm striking poses

Cause

It's grind mode homie

Ain't no resting

King of this shit man

Fuck being president

Think I died and

Went to heaven

Best and it's evident

So many beautiful women in here tonight

Feeling alright

I've been smoking on the flight

And I'm grinding all night

Yea

Grind mode

Bitter fools can cry more

Flying through different

Time zones

Cause I got it on my own

Yea

Fuck up some commas

Do it for my boys and my mommas

Yea

Momma said do something...

[Chorus]

Momma said make something out of your life

Don't fail me

Don't do it for the fame man

Do it for the family

[Outro]

I just hope they can handle me

Grind mode