Lael - Lub (Mama Interlude) [feat. Heaven] Lyrics

One Two Three Four
My Grandmama is better than yours
Five Six Seven Eight
My Grandmama is super great (and you got me feeling)
One Two Three Four
My Grandmama is better than yours
Five Six Seven Eight
My Grandmama gonna fix me a plate
8th of November
Many moons ago
God gave Maletia a baby
With room to grow
She raised him well
She named him Lael
She gave him his space
She let him create but kept him safe
Food on his plate
Minimum wage ain't paying much
But she always kept a couple rice cakes
In his lunch
Vegetarian
Tried to keep him off of that swine
Revolutionary
Let him speak his own mind
See a single mother with all of this trouble
Under these conditions could buckle and crumble
But she didn't
She kept it cooking in the kitchen
Like supper is ready
You can tell your friend Ian
We gon' have some spaghetti
Man that's an inside joke
This a inside job
Right from the inside out
So I could talk to my mom
Tell her I care
When she thinking that I probably forgot
Just a letter from your son
To say I love you a lot
I love you Ma
One Two Three Four
My Grandmama is better than yours
Five Six Seven Eight
My Grandmama is super great (and you got me feeling)
One Two Three Four
My Grandmama is better than yours
Five Six Seven Eight
My Grandmama gonna fix me a plate