Mama I Made It

[Intro: Jim Jones]

I'ma cold soul in a hard body

Heatmakerz, Crack Music

[Chorus]

Yeah, everything seem drama related

Comma after comma, them commas my favorite

Just sign it and date it

All I ever wanted to say was, "Look mama, I made it"

Look mama, I made it

Look mama, I made it

That crack rock, used to cut it and shave it

That was after I bathed it, look mama, I made it

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]

When I saw the syringe, I swore I would cringe, mommy

Gone off the binge, daddy beat the doors off the hinge

It felt like God was recordin' my sins

To play 'em back in my dreams to make sure I saw 'em again

I can't afford no more friends, I can't afford no more losses

I've dropped bags at the jewelers, spent forty on crosses

I was down on my chips and I was still at the dealer

I put bricks in my wrist so I can feel like a dealer

I'm a cold soul in a hard body

Roll dolo in a wide body (Get 'em)

They snatched the gang, they tryna charge 'em with a John Gotti

Another three, they goin' down for an armed robbery (Woo-woo)

It's all facts, I can't tell a lie (Can't tell a lie)

I pray to God 'cause he told me that the devil lies (Uh huh)

Called my jeweler then he told me that my bezel cries

Drop my top so I can pray up to my heaven skies

[Chorus: Cam'ron]

Yeah, everything seem drama related

Comma after comma, them commas my favorite

Just sign it and date it

All I ever wanted to say was, "Look mama, I made it"

Look mama, I made it

Look mama, I made it

That crack rock, used to cut it and shave it

That was after I bathed it, look mama, I made it

Look mama, I made it

[Verse 2: Cam'ron]

I'm goin' overseas, I hope little mama can make it (Damn)

I left her naked, told her meet me on the runway (Runway)

When we comin' back? I only booked a one-way (Please)

Why you askin' questions? You the one I chose to come play (Come on)

Besides, who else gon' get you Chick-Fil-A on a Sunday (Who else?)

They touched the don, it's dawn, locin', gunplay

I touch ya moms, that's word to moms, some say (What?)

Lost both my niggas, same circumstance

I was thrivin' through pain (Bloodshed, Huddy 6)

Outside with the stick on me (Who want it?)

Wait, I ain't got no one to blame

That would drive you insane

I would drive in the rain

Body twenty-five, I still get twenty-five wit' a thang

No more quarters, doggie, that's the price of them thangs

Side or whole bird, I ain't got time to be slicin' no wings

[Chorus: Cam'ron]

Yeah, everything seem drama related

Comma after comma, them commas my favorite

Just sign it and date it

All I ever wanted to say was, "Look mama, I made it"

Look mama, I made it

Look mama, I made it

That crack rock, used to cut it and shave it

That was after I bathed it, look mama, I made it

Look mama, I made it