Mama said it won't be easy And now I'm down to my last three dollars I used to think I was the biggest baller And like I said, I'm down to my last dollar Where is the American Dream when I need it the most? Lord knows I'm in trouble My struggles made me humble Every breath is a struggle Lord knows I'm in trouble
I'm too deep in this pit I'm running out of bridges to burn I'm too old for this shit I'm running out of lessons to learn (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm in trouble, trouble, trouble Ooh, Lord knows I'm in trouble, trouble, trouble Ooh, he knows all about my struggles
I know I fucked up and I bury myself too deep Oh mama, come and rescue me And I bury myself too deep Oh mama, come and rescue me
Oh mama, dear mama Please forgive me I need you more than ever I need a shelter I thought it was right But it was wrong Mama, I wanna come home Mama, I wanna come home Mama I wanna come home
Mama, I'm coming home Mama, I'm coming home Oh mama, I'm coming home Mama, I'm coming home
Please let me redeem myself Please let me make amends And please let me redeem myself And please let me make amends
Oh mama, I miss you But you know that I always love you I know I've done wrong and it's been too long But your son's on his way back home I know I've done wrong and it's been too long But your son's on his way back home
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