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deleted artist 2 - my mom lyrics

[verse]
yo, tangled thoughts in the crib, shadows creepin’ low
heart racin’ like a stolen whip on a backroad flow
she’s the queen of the castle, crown invisible but real
eyes lock in the kitchen, feel the static, that’s the deal
forbidden fruit hangin’, sweet but poisoned core
whispers in the hallway, “what you starin’ for?”
ambition twisted up, street smarts turn to sin
crush hittin’ harder than a brick to the chin
momma’s smile a trap, pullin’ me under deep
dreams turn to nightmares, no sleep when secrets keep
identity fractured, boy to man in the mirror’s lie
street life taught me hustle, but this vibe’s do or die
yuh, pulse thumpin’ wild, like bass in a trap house boom
attitude armored up, but inside, i’m consumed
vivid flashes of touch, metaphors for the crave
wave after wave crashin’, ridin’ this twisted wave

[chorus]
crush on the one who raised me, yeah (raised me, yeah)
forbidden fire burnin’, can’t escape the blaze (blaze, blaze)
heart conflicted, streets callin’ my name
but her shadow’s got me chained, feel the pain (feel the pain, uh+huh)
crush on momma, twisted fate (twisted fate)
ambition lost in the heat, can’t relate (can’t relate, ayy)
raw emotion, no escape, no (no, no)
livin’ this vibe, breakin’ slow (breakin’ slow)
[break]

[verse]
double life dancin’, success tastes like regret
hustle for the bag, but thoughts of her, i can’t forget
slang from the block, “that’s wild, son, keep it locked,”
but inside, the storm brews, thunder in my thoughts
similes sharp as switchblades, cuttin’ through the norm
she’s the calm in the chaos, weatherin’ every storm
braggadocious bars fall flat when the truth hits
identity crisis, fits like a glove with splits
skrrt past the feelings, pedal to the metal flee
but u+turns in my mind, pullin’ back to what shouldn’t be
vocal echoes hauntin’, (mom+ma, mom+ma), low and gritty
street ambition clashin’ with this illicit committee
raw and real, no filter, spittin’ fire from the gut
personality packed, but this crush is my rut
wordplay weaves the web, trapped in her glow
flow heavy, attitude ready, but the heart’s in the know

- deleted artist 2 lyrics

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