| My mama stomach so goddamn comfortable
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| My mama stomach so goddamn comfy
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| I can’t wait to stay here monthly
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| Only been bout five weeks
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| And two days, a few days
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| I can see my future but I ain’t grow a eye and two legs, it’s something cold on
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| my mom’s belly
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| Rubbing up on me that’s ultrasound jelly
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| Then I feel some type of device now they see me on screen, this my first baby
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| picture so wait
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| Lemme say cheese, you see my smile mama?
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| It’s a blessing me being your first child mama
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| I’m a bring you back pain but it’s worthwhile mama
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| Everybody gon rub yo belly in joy
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| With happiness when they see that I’m a boy
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| You told Grandma yet?
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| I see my future got a couple million sold
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| This baby bump in yo stomach delete the bumps in the road out your life,
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| I can’t wait to see your face I bet I look just like you
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| But why I’m hearing that you suicidal, ma you hear me?
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| Blueprints and diagrams
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| Crown on fuck it tho it’s on a slant
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| Nine months to complete the plan
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| But I’m gon change, I’m gon change the world
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| I wanna give you a helping hand
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| I wanna change the world but you don’t understand
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| You want a boy or girl or you got other plans?
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| But I’m gon change, I’m gon change the world
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| Why you throw my ultrasound picture away in the garbage?
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| Thought you was gonna show me off or something I ain’t understanding
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| I can feel yo handshaking as you ring the doorbell to yo moms house bouta tell
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| her she a grandma and Grandma happy you having me mama
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| But why you ain’t smiling?
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| We leave her house now who number you dialing? |
| He started yelling when you told
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| him that you was pregnant with me, I couldn’t make out all the words you ain’t
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| have him on speaker
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| But I heard enough to know I ain’t gon have a father figure I’m yo prince
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| charming
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| I don’t give a fuck about that nigga
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| And little does he know I’m a come out and be president, a little does he know
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| I’m gon hate him forever when, you show me a picture of him
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| I’ll take a scissor and cut it and
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| Ah ah ah ma, why you punching yo stomach?
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| I promise when I come out I’m gon make yo life so much peaceful and I may be
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| fetal but I got yo back like paralegal, ma you hear me?
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| Blueprints and diagrams
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| Crown on fuck it tho it’s on a slant
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| Nine months to complete the plan
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| But I’m gon change, I’m gon change the world
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| I wanna give you a helping hand
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| I wanna change the world but you don’t understand
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| You want a boy or girl or you got other plans?
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| But I’m gon change, I’m gon change the world
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| I really wish you could hear everything that I say
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| I kinda knew that your heart was papier-mâché
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| I wanna be president, United States
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| I got so many ideas to make it a better place
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| But why we in a surgery room mama?
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| And why it sound like you turning on a vacuum mama?
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| Put me up for adoption, I would’ve still just loved you the same way,
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| just visit me every day
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| Or call my phone every once in a burgundy moon or something shit,
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| and really this my punishment?
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| Ouch mama, what’s this shit pulling on my leg? |
| the pains unbearable
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| And all the times you prayed for a change you killing yo miracle?
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| And all the times you prayed for a blessing one your stomach
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| And you got this man pulling my arm like some type of puppet it hurts
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| Your baby would’ve had your back like epidural
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| But I guess I’ll never get to change the world, abort mission |