I was just 13 when I was asked
Hey Mary what do you want to me?
My momma was raising kids at just 19
and trust me that was no breeze
I was on 3 when I was brought to the states
My momma was only 21 when she was taking me on planes
She gave up her dream and passed it onto me
Her life was no cup of tea,
but she put it up because she believed,
She deserved a life of jewels and luxury
She made it so far
now were is her applause?
Just 19 and with a little baby,
Growing up on the streets full of poverty
She was supportive as a beam,
because she believed in all that I could dream
My mom got her self a job , and worked her ass off,
So dont you dare look at her like she is something to scoff.
But 25 she had two angels in her hands,
she fed us food and cooked us beans from cans,
I barely know you and you barely know me,
So dont tell me who I am or who Im going to be.
My momma was only 3 when her family went into poverty,
Eating porridge everyday,
and couldn't do nothing but pray,
When she thinks about it I know it gives her chills,
because I know when she was young having kids almost broke her will,
Now my momma is almost 40 with 3 kids,
One turning 20 in a 2 years, one learning to grasp the meaning of life, and one playing with tin bins.
I am working for my family, and Im working for my future,
But Ill never forget my momma and to hold my posture.
I was only 10 when I was chilling with my friends,
By the age of 13, I was quite mean,
and I thought I was something of a queen,
Now years later, I am working of my self,
I am counting on my faith and for my family Im going to make wealth,
I was 15, I was acting like a G, and becoming the real me,
I learned of sacrifice and coming from the heart
The struggle isnt done, and Im still doing my part.
I want to be the momma that my momma was to me