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chrissy stayhigh – sorry ma lyrics

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[intro:]
ion speak on this much but..
i got a lot of sh-t i gotta say and get off my chest
because i love you, i really do but..
you just don’t know.. how i really feel

[verse 1:]
i ain’t dissing, just listen
when i grew up you was missing
you used to say it was my fatha
and blame him for the distance
filling my lor head with lies
tryn turn me against him
that sh-t would tear me up inside
but you encouraged resentment
you manipulated me
cause i ain’t know you was sick then
and made me feel as if
i owed you something more than a visit, i didn’t
now everything you ever told me or mentioned
makes me question what was true
or if it all was just fiction
ma you knew i wasn’t old enough to think for myself
you told me every story backwards
and blamed everyone else
so i lowered all of them and put you up on a shelf
you made it seem like they hurt you
when you hurt yourself
and since i didn’t know the truth
by any means, i would help
you made me feel bad for you
and i blamed myself
you had me bearing burdens ma, before age 12
burdens that wasn’t mines and now i need help

[hook:]
i got too many problems
and i’m not tryna blame you
and some of this might make you cry
but aye ma
i’m cleaning out my closet
i got too many problems
and i know you got yours too
but some of this might make you cry
cause aye ma
i’m cleaning out my closet
yeah, look, listen..

[verse 2:]
and it’s some sh-t i might as well tell you
since i’m being honest
i can see what happens to you
when i talk about donna
you don’t like it and it makes you feel like less of a mova
then you compare and make excuses like
i swear i was gonna
bring you a bike
when you was turning 7, i bought ya
whole time i’m just confused
like why the f-ck was that brought up
then you continue to tell me
how i’m ya favorite daughter
tryna buy my love with lies
and for awhile there i bought em
you wasn’t there for me ma
and it made me mad, when my first period came on
i had to tell my dad, and when i told you i liked girls
you told me god hates f-gs
i’m ya daughter but you still talk behind my back
and you really got some nerve, cause you don’t know me like that
never called me on my birthday, had the homies for that
all my friends had they moms
and i was lonely as sh-t
so when my fatha married donna
showed her off to my friends

[hook:]
i got too many problems
and i’m not tryna blame you
and some of this might make you cry
but aye ma
i’m cleaning out my closet
i got too many problems
and i know you got yours too
but some of this might make you cry
cause aye ma
i’m cleaning out my closet
listen..

[verse 3:]
i got some skeletons in my closet
ion know if i can manage, dammit
before they put me in my casket and plant it
i’ma need answers
how could you ever do this to me
ma i’m ya baby that means
i’m the last of all of ya seeds
maybe i’m crazy cause
you never did belong to me
i used to yearn for you
wondered if you longed for me
wondered if you’d ever held me
till i’d fall asleep, no i don’t, on second thought
i just f-cking wished you would try
look i had donna
even yahyah held me tight when i cried
even if i hated them
they still did a better job at being moms
and no they ain’t perfect
but i love em that way
and when it comes to you ma
what the f-ck can i say
and what’s crazy is that i love you
and yea you feel the same
we just barely know each other
and that was never okay
i remember things about you ma
from when i was small
from the way you wore ya hair
to the lipstick you had on
you used to read me all ya poems
teach me how to sings songs
that’s why i feel bad sometimes
when i don’t answer ya calls
got me stuck between a rock
a hard place and a wall
cause i love you but i hate you
between me, you, and god

[hook:]
i got too many problems
and i’m not tryna blame you
and some of this might make you cry
but aye ma
i’m cleaning out my closet
i got too many problems
and i know you got yours too
but some of this might make you cry
cause aye ma
i’m cleaning out my closet

[outro:]
i’m cleaning out my f-cking closet
i’m sorry.. and i’m not tryna hurt you
but ion.. what i’m posed to do
live with this inside me forever
you make me feel so bad
cause i really be feeling so bad for you
but i’m just so mad at you cause i love you so much
so its tearing me in every f-cking direction