Hands Video (MV)

(Yeah)
Momma said don't let 'em force your hand
I can't bow down to no man
Remember times when it was us against the fam
Now I make 'em understand
Momma I can't have no one I owe
Said go make it on your own
Remember times when you was out there all alone
Still you found a way to grow
(Look)
I won't let no nigga play me
That's how my Momma raised me
Tell 'em f*ck they list
It never mattered where they place me
I calculate my steps and make that move without no safety
'Round carbon copy niggas
It just sound like all 'em tracing
But that's where we at
And if it's an offer then tell 'em I'm needing the max
I feel like Kamara
Ain't none of 'em holding me back
Got nothing in common with none of these niggas in fact
I seen the other side of niggas
Where the colors show brighter when truth exposed
From hate in your heart
Of playing your part
Now staying in role should be nothing new
Nowadays it's all they do
But the day that momma don't intervene then I pray for you
Saying
Baby get yo head up out yo ass
Or you gon' crash
And ain't no coming back from that
Now is that what you want
I'm sorry Momma
I been sick and tired
Of these nigga's acting like I won't prescribed 'em
What they asking for
(Yeah)
Momma said don't let 'em force your hand
I can't bow down to no man
Remember times when it was us against the fam
Now I make 'em understand
Momma I can't have no one I owe
Said go make it on your own
Remember times when you was out there all alone
Still you found a way to grow
More power in the reach
It's power in the teach
I took them lessons straight from Hope
Then put power in what I speak
Then spoke out of existence what existed
When they already telling us our fortunes
No matter what she predicted
I need a milli before it's my time
I can't be 70 helping a line
This that you can't let 'em down
This that feel of 7 now
They hated the only one who was perfect
Why the f*ck should they love me
Never cared to be worshipped
But grateful they praying for me
I'm grateful they praying for me
But never expect the turn of the cheek if they preying on me
Baby get yo head up out yo ass
Or you gon' crash
And ain't no coming back from that
Now is that what you want
I'm sorry Momma
I been sick and tired
Of these nigga's acting like I won't prescribed 'em
What they asking for
(Yeah)
Momma said don't let 'em force your hand
I can't bow down to no man
Remember times when it was us against the fam
Now I make 'em understand
Momma I can't have no one I owe
Said go make it on your own
Remember times when you was out there all alone
Still you found a way to grow