Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Man, this one's special right here, for real M-M-M-Murda Cried so much, I think that I'm out of tears (Fresh out) I can't lie, the pain's still here Hug my mom, tell her not to have no fear (I got you) I know you're hurt, but I'm right here If you're checkin' up on me Then I gotta say, "Thank you" (Thank you, thank you, thank you) Unless you're only checkin' up on me for a check If you're checkin' up on me Then I gotta say, "Thank you" (Thank you, thank you, thank you) Unless you're only checkin' up on me for a check Yeah I'm a public figure, so my privacy is compromised It's like both of them are tryna harmonize But one is always louder than the other I don't think I know somebody prouder than my mother So I gotta stay strong, for me and her both Took a couple losses, wish it hurt me the most But it didn't, if you ask me what's wrong, I don't speak right In the past week alone, watched her grieve twice Two souls buried, so I try to come around more Everyday, weed and white wine around four I ain't really trippin' though, I know she's a soldier I hope that the pain gets light as Sammy Sosa Grammy woke up, yesterday as a widow, that's your parents You're strong, but you're still just a human, that's apparent And I'm scared of the potential of you spiralin' down I was cryin' yesterday, but I ain't cryin' right now Cried so much, I think that I'm out of tears (Fresh out) I can't lie, the pain's still here Hug my mom, tell her not to have no fear (I got you) I know you're hurt, but I'm right here If you're checkin' up on me Then I gotta say, "Thank you" (Thank you, thank you, thank you) Unless you're only checkin' up on me for a check If you're checkin' up on me Then I gotta say, "Thank you" (Thank you, thank you, thank you) Unless you're only checkin' up on me for a check Yeah Given this grim situation I'm tryna be the sun amongst this precipitation Flippin' patience into people who hated That send me DMs, that say, "I knew you would make it" I'll take it, given the alternative, I always said the truth They got mad how I worded it, too bad (Haha) They tried to vilify me But that ain't stop these millions that be chillin' by me Get a M & B, like Joel In 2016 I managed two commas, so well Odell, Beckham, how I'm stretchin' for my goal post I was too open and let some hoes close I got real-life problems, I don't care about tweets Or the guilt and the bitterness that makes you not sleep Oh well, bitch, I'm not entertaining drama I'm focused on my mama and alleviatin' trauma (For real) Cried so much, I think that I'm out of tears (Fresh out) I can't lie, the pain's still here Hug my mom, tell her not to have no fear (I got you) I know you're hurt, but I'm right here If you're checkin' up on me Then I gotta say, "Thank you" (Thank you, thank you, thank you) Unless you're only checkin' up on me for a check If you're checkin' up on me Then I gotta say, "Thank you" (Thank you, thank you, thank you) Unless you're only checkin' up on me for a check