Saigon
If... (My Mommy)
[Intro]
I dedicate this song to that one special lady. That lady who never, never turned her back on a n***a. That one lady who no other woman could be—no matter what, man. Let’s reflect for a moment, my real

[Hook]
If this world were mine
I would place at your feet
All that I own
You've been so good to me

[Verse 1]
I wrote about stickin' the mamis
Wrote about lickin' the tommy
It's time for me to write some shit for my mommy
My mother, and not only to tell her I love her
But to show her how the pen can cause her kid to grow up
I don't even be lying no more. Ma, I'm honest
I'm not playing with guns no more neither, I promise
I'm not hanging with the donnas
He my dog and I love him but fuckin' with son is just too much drama
I wonder how it would be if you had the chance to raise me
Would I still not know how to romance a lady?
Is it ‘cause you made me a cancer baby
That I stay on some crab shit so nobody get the chance to portray me?
Whatever it is, yo, I ain't tryin' to let it go
I'm focused ma—I know what I'm headed for
And, oh, before I let you go
You might not knew it before, so I'm telling you now to let you know