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pandaraps - mom’s eyes lyrics

[intro]
mama, i love you
woo
oh, haha, okay
um

some people say i’ve got my mother’s eyes, but then those don’t really fit
’cause i’m a priveliged little kid, she done seen some real sh+t

my mama raised me alone, she a rock, she a stone
she a carpenter, she built me a home
mama been breakin’ her back since i was this manys old
my father was a figure ’til i figured him wrong
now it’s me and my moms, and she’s strong, so i gotta be strong
i got to buy her ass a home and hеlp her garden along
’cause shе been covered in bleach, spendin’ nights without sleep
just to put a place over my shoulders, give me breakfast to eat
and i’m so sorry for the days that i never gave back sh+t
i swear that was just me gainin’ traction
swear to god, mama, there’ll come a day when you can kick up your feet
i’ve been hustlin’, so you better believe (yeah)
one day we can buy the nice cheese at the whole food’s, mama
twenty dollars on some fresh mozzarella
i don’t give a f+ck about what you say
i’ma go and get my heart, i’ma tell her
that she the only reason that i’m even makin’ music
i’ve been chasin’ after dreams and i’ve been actin’ h+lla stupid
i’ma chase the opportunity that she never got to reach
’cause she was busy workin’ nights so i could have a place to be
home
moms
i swear to god you built a home

some people say i’ve got my mother’s eyes, but then those don’t really fit
’cause i’m a priveliged little kid and she done seen some real sh+t

my mama fresh off the boat, there’s empty pockets in the dream
but reality’s a battle, so it’s somethin’ she’s never seen
she said the world done pulled a bunch of sun, it’s bad sh+t from form
drop a dream, find the job behind the desk and find the scorn
this a dream between the loss of ambition and seein’ more
feelin’ torn between doin’ somethin’ i love and seein’ sores
in my mama’s hand from workin’ at night and bein’ poor
papa died at thirteen, wish it happened before i was born
not to say i’m a self made man, that’s a lie for a little voice
mama gave me a place on this earth, [?] her clothin’ that i wore
j’s torn from the rigorous use, look like her skin, broccoli
[?] providin’ me comfort from most within
overworked and under paid, tears rolling up in her eyes
she told me, “son, please don’t end up like me, just use your mind”
i’m trying, i swear god, mom
i keep going ’til my back cracks like the silence in your voice
so just relax, i got you
you only reason that i’m even makin’ music
i’ve been chasin’ after dreams and i’ve been actin’ h+lla stupid
i’ve been chasin’ the opportunity that you never got to reach
’cause you were busy workin’ nights so i could have a place to be
home
moms
i swear you built a home
um, some people say i’ve got my mother’s eyes, but then that doesn’t really fit
’cause i’m a priveliged little kid and she done seen some real sh+t

mama, you saved me, raised me from somethin’ to nothing quickly
i’m a bit rugged on the edges but it fits me
least the tune i’m writing to the memories i’ma replay in my mental
this the achin’ of your heart, a [?] pencil
pop’s a b+st+rd if you ask me, but that’s not the issue
i guess i’m just sorry for all the sh+t that you done been through
our arguements exposed in the light of bitter days
’til the days that left through pain sittin’ prayin’ for a change
pop’s passin’ endless hours, rest in sleep and constant work
yeah, i still find the f+ckin’ gall to give you dirt (sorry)
you the shirt that’s on my back, you my shelter from the storm
and swear to god, one day, i’ll give you more
but never more than you gave me, it’s crazy all this sh+t you did
and god d+mn it i’m so proud to be your kid
and i know a song ain’t gonna fix sh+t, but
maybe it’s the start (maybe+, d+mn it)
you’re only reason that i’m even makin’ music
i’ve been chasin’ after dreams and i’ve been actin’ h+lla stupid
i’ve been handed opportunities you never got to reach
’cause you were busy workin’ nights so i can have a place to be
home
moms, i swear you built a home
some people say i’ve got my mother’s eyes, but that doesn’t really fit
’cause i’m a priveliged little kid and she done seen some real sh+t

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