Look At Me Momma

(Trill Got that Juice, nigga)
Uh, look at me, mama
Finally global, finally sober

Gotta hit my knees; God please could Ya keep on looking after me?
Ain't as bad as it seem, we turn dreams to reality
Ma, your son done did it, could ya please go relax for me?
Paper stacked to ceilin'
For rainy days, and casualties
And I'ma change my ways
I know I owe ya everything
Percocets used to protect my pain when I was 17
I left the house so early, all we ever did was beef

I figured if I hit the road, you'd finally get to find some peace
And I was sleep when you called me, I'm in Italy with Nari
Wonder if ya see Paityn and Paisley how ya saw me
I hope that they learn to love from you 'cause your's the softest
I know dad never came back, but, girl, I promise
Girl, I promise that I got your back, I got your back
I know we had our differences, but things was so different then
I took you through hell and back
You been with me through thick and thin
And look at me, mama
Finally global, finally sober
Look at me, mama
Finally sober

I'm finally global
Look at me, mama
Mm-mm, I got your back, I got your back, yeah
I got your back, I got your back
Look at me, mama
Finally global
Finally sober
Look at me, mama
Fine, oh, woah
Look at me, mama
But look at me, mama, uh
Look at me, mama
Finally global
Finally sober