Ma

[Verse 1] Sorry, I might be single 'til forty Couple of months, I might just take it back Because all of these hoes can be boring Say what you want and it's yours (For real) That's an advice from my daddy (Yeah) She wanna fuck me for sure (Yeah) I just been wanting some balance (Aye) I do not fuck with the pills and the powder I don't do the cinnamon challenge (Nah) I don't vacay when I need to chill Man, I just go home to my parents (Uh) But I ain't been home in three years (Mm) 'Cause of some visa shit (Mm) My daddy been growin' some greys (Dad) I feel like a piece of shit (Shit) Please don't ask me to go to your wedding, I missеd my sister's, bitch (I'm so sorry) And matter of fact, I missed my brothеr's too and that shit looked lit Flew too close to the sun, but I keep going back, man, I'm a dead fiend Bitch, I'm a deadbeat uncle, my niece think I live in that screen [Chorus] I was tryna make it back home, ma, I promise You never gave me hard time, but I'm sorry I should've been there for my sister's daughter I should've been home for my brother's son I've been working, bitch, I'm no one and done My daddy always said I'll be number one They not touchin' me if I could be so blunt, uh I'ma run this bitch as long as I'm around, yeah [Bridge] Aye, yeah, aye, yeah Aye, aye, aye, aye Yeah Yeah [Verse 2] Finally flew back to Jakarta since that first verse Not linkin' up with friends, all I got left to meet is serpents I went back to the house I grew up in, I feel too big My dog used to run out the house, but now I'd have to dig I been in this bitch, my nephew looking tall as shit Told the world this my home, but I feel so the opposite Yeah, I'm outside, lil' bitch, but I've been outside lookin' in I ain't touch a drink in months, but if my dad pour one, I'll sip I'm twenty-five, got the prefrontal cortex I was nineteen, my last project Sharpen my pen, soundin' perfect They like, "Where he been? Y'all was upset" I mean to be real, I lost my mind That manic episode ain't kind I went right back, I'm in my prime I can't go home, I don't got the time [Chorus] I was tryna make it home, ma, I promise You never gave me hard time, but I'm sorry I should've been there for my sister's daughter I should've been home for my brother's son I've been working, bitch, I'm no one and done My daddy always said I'll be number one They not touchin' me if I could be so blunt, uh I'ma run this bitch as long as I'm around, yeah [Outro] As long as I'm around, yeah As long as I'm around As long as I'm around, yeah As long as I'm around Too fucked up, two fingers on the blunt Two bad hoes, yeah, they like to call a bunch (Woo) I might be tough, I used to cry a bunch I feel better now, I was on a run