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askari abdul-haqq ahad - stage / momma كلمات الأغنية

[part i: stage]

[intro]
man, i ain’t gonna lie to you, i’m sitting here mad as f_ck
all of these songs you be sending me, they…
they cool or whatever, but it’s like
you not releasin’ ’em
(black leather)
i’m gonna smack the f_ck out of you
like, deadass
drop some sh_t
i don’t wanna keep coming to the messages
just to hear, like, this one part i had in my head
like, bro, you’re gonna to get the f_ck smacked out of you
i’m being deadass too, i’m not f_cking playing with you right now
drop this sh_t

[verse 1]
huh!
you better get back
i used to skip class, that’s why everything i make go dumb
ace go hard in thе paint
i’m bouta to hang on the rim while i dunk
i only do what i want
i can nevеr give a f_ck
everything you make is junk
[refrain]
b_tch, this black boy takin’ back punk
(black boy takin’ back punk)
this black boy takin’ back punk
(this black boy takin’ back punk)
this black boy takin’ back punk
black boy takin’ back punk
b_tch, this black boy takin’ back punk

huh!
huh!
huh!
huh!

[verse 2]
all that ignorant chit_chat, i got a big bat
i’m steppin’ up to the plate
swinging so hard, when i hit ’em it sound like a kick drum
b_tch, i’m serving the base
fire shooting at the edge of big stage
stunt on these n_ggas like cirque du soleil
always mumbling… under your breath but you wouldn’t ever say that sh_t to my face

huh
[verse 3]
anyways
i stay sinning
i don’t need advice from none of y’all
and i’m not kidding
i sound like a knock_off fade ’em all
yes, i’m admitting
fought my demons and it was a draw
no one’s winning
let my choppa sing a f_ckin’ song
you’re block, i’m spinning
had to wear another… n_gga’s clothes
somehow, that’s fitting
throwin’ temper tantrums with the sauce
i’m double dripping
two hands when i’m playin’ with her buns
that’s double dribble
man, i swear these n_ggas is my sons
image spitting
you n_ggas will never make a hit
i go 9 innings
(home run!)

[verse 4]
(ahh! ahh! aahhhhhh!)
show after show, gettin booked
we not on the same page
got so many fits, i feel like wisdom…
kaye
been a marathon ahead of my age
boy, you was fake from the jump
i’m movin’ forward with grace
’cause why would i hop in my feelings and hate
when i could just hop on a stage
ahhhhhh!

[part ii: momma]

[chorus]
ugh, ugh
get a job or go to school to please my momma
quit my job and now i’m doin’ what i wanna
small circle, i ain’t f_ckin’ with the drama
i don’t know how, but i could see it workin’ out

get a job or go to school to please my momma
quit my job and now i’m stressin’ ’bout a dollar
everybody tryna grab me by the collar
i don’t know how, but i could see it workin’ out

[verse 5]
hammer time
stop, you can’t touch this
in my bag tonight
real life
rick sanchez in this b_tch
motherf_ckers gettin’ mortified
off the bean
i’m out this galaxy
higher than a satellite
shining bright
b_tch, i’m a star
you little boys camera shy
it’s sad to see
attention is what you seek
and no one bats and eye
23
the number that be on my jersey
comparin my stats to mike
that’s legacy
no one bestin’ me
i don’t even need to keep score
honestly
for the spotlight, i’m a wh0re
and i ain’t even tryna hide it

[chorus]
ugh, ugh

get a job or go to school to please my momma
quit my job and now i’m doin’ what i wanna
small circle, i ain’t f_ckin’ with the drama
i don’t know how, but i could see it workin’ out

get a job or go to school to please my momma
quit my job and now i’m stressin’ ’bout a dollar
everybody tryna grab me by the collar
i don’t know how, but i could see it workin’ out

- askari abdul haqq ahad

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