Ma Lyrics – Rich Brian

[Verse 1]
Sorry, I might be single ’till forty
Couple of months I might just take it back, because all of these ho’s can be boring
Say what you want and it’s yours, yeah
That’s some advice from my daddy, yeah
She wanna fu*k me for sure, yeah
Wanted some balance (Aye)
I do not fu*k with a piss in a pot, I didn’t do the cinnamon challenge (Nah)
I don’t vacay when I need to chill, man, I just go home to my parents
But I haven’t been home in three years, ’cause some Visa s*it
My dad had been growing some grays
I feel like a piece of s*it

Please don’t ask me to go to your wedding, I missed my sister’s, b!tch (I’m so sorry)
A matter of fact I missed my brothers too and that s*it looked lit
Flew too close to the sun, but I keep where the sun, but I keep going batman
I’m a dead fiend, b!tch, I’m a deadbeat uncle
My knees they (??) living ass queen

[Chorus]
I was tryna make it back home, Ma I promise
You never gave me a hard time, but I’m sorry
I should’ve been there for my sister’s daughter
I should’ve been home for my brother’s son
I been working, b!tch, I’m not one and done
My daddy always said, I’d be number one
Damn, don’t touch on me, I fu*k a b!tch so blunt
I’ma run this b!tch, as long as I’m around, yeah

[Verse 2]
Finally flew back to Jakarta since I first versed
Not linking up with friends, I got left to meet the serpents, I
Went back to the house I grew up in, I feel too big
My dog used to run out the house, but now I have to dig
I been living, b!tch, my nephew looking tall as s*it
Told the world this my home, while I feel so the opposite
Yeah, I’m outside the bridge, but I been outside looking in
I ain’t touch a drink in months, but am I dead for when I sip?

I’m twenty-five, got the proof for the (??), I was nineteen
(??), they like perfect, like where you been?
You’re always upset, talking to me weird
I lost my mind, that (??)
I ain’t coming, I’ll be right back
I’m in my prime, I can go home, I ain’t got the time

[Chorus]
I was tryna make it back home, Ma I promise
You never gave me a hard time, but I’m sorry
I should’ve been there for my sister’s daughter
I should’ve been home for my brother’s son
I been working, b!tch, I’m not one and done
My daddy always said, I’d be number one
Damn, don’t touch on me, I fu*k a b!tch so blunt
I’ma run this b!tch, as long as I’m around, yeah