Lyrical Breakdown of Sorry Momma - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Sorry Momma" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how YoungBoy Never Broke Again weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Sorry Momma" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that YoungBoy Never Broke Again employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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I'm sorry momma but this money, that's what made a nigga
Grew up too fast, I feel my problems startin' to chase a nigga
Sometimes I wish I could come home so you could save a nigga
We different breeds so I can see that's why they hate a nigga
My brother, I wish you can see everything I accomplish
I wish you would see it everyday I'm stunnin'
I wish I can show how we came from nothin'
I'm sorry momma, know this money here done made a nigga
Now I got all these goddamn hundreds, still can't change a nigga
Back then, they said I wasn't shit, now they want take a picture
I was tryna save the money for some Bentley switches
I was tryna make a 50 turned it to a million
They ain't think I was gon' make it but them niggas silly
Damn, I wish I could have brought all of my brothers with me
When we was tryna pay the bills, you wasn't starvin' with me
But I done ran the money up, I bought a Benz for momma
These hundreds might drive me insane, all these damn commas
Gotta watch my back, I keep these fuckin' heater on me
Got my neck and wrist a freezer, better not creep up on me
I'm sorry momma but this money, that's what made a nigga
Grew up too fast, I feel my problems startin' to chase a nigga
Sometimes I wish I could come home so you could save a nigga
We different breeds so I can see that's why they hate a nigga
My brother, I wish you can see everything I accomplish
I wish you would see it everyday I'm stunnin'
I wish I can show how we came from nothin'
Like how long Bentleys whippin' out, we spendin' cash night to mornin'
I think about you every time, I know this all you had wanted
These bitches steady be out here lyin', just can't keep it one hundred
I'm tryna stay from 'cross state lines so I won't run, I pun it
I hope for good times with my momma 'cause we still be at odds
I went to jail and came back and bitch, I'm still livin' large
Duck from that iron, we strung some back but take it all up with God
Know once I'm gone, I can't come back, I'm thinkin' 'bout my lil' boy
But it ain't much that I believe I just, I can't see
Use the smoke to take the pain
It's back to back but I can't breathe, I just
And this image that I hold up, it make it hard to see my knees, I just
Everyday I'm thankin' God but it's still hard to hit my knees but
I'm sorry momma but this money, that's what made a nigga
Grew up too fast, I feel my problems startin' to a nigga
Sometimes I wish I could come home so you could save a nigga
We different breeds so I can see that's why they hate a nigga
My brother, I wish you can see everything I accomplish
I wish you would see it everyday I'm stunnin'
I wish I can show how we came from nothin'
Uh, we came from nothing that's the reason they can't understand
They say my partner killed his partner for a couple grams
Fresh out that bottom, country boy, I'll holla at the top
They told me "Bro go chase your dreams, and don't ever stop"
While Pops in prison, Moms is busy, I jumped off the porch
Grew up too fast, young wilding man, not knowing I would blow
Running with Chance, writing raps, that was my thing too
Until I see two of them came through in Mustang Coupes
I've been tryna get some sleep so I've been sipping syrup
Remember bro brought me to his block and let me serve
He told me leave from 'round this bitch and go and shop the world
I came home from my foot, thought he was dead on the curb
I'm sorry momma but this money, that's what made a nigga
Grew up too fast, I feel my problems startin' to chase a nigga
Sometimes I wish I could come home so you could save a nigga
We different breeds so I can see that's why they hate a nigga
My brother, I wish you can see everything I accomplish
I wish you would see it everyday I'm stunnin'
I wish I can show how we came from nothin'