[Music Video Intro: Drok]
Yeah (Yeah), yeah
Yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah (Yeah), uh, yeah
Yeah, uh, yeah (Ayy)
[Pre-Chorus: Drok]
Mama told me to be a doctor (Ayy)
I ain't never have enough patience
Mama told me to be a scholar (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Got no class and I'm dangerous
Mama told me to be a lawyer (yee, yee, whoa)
Raisin' every bar that they came with (Yeah)
Mama told me to be employed, but
I put in the work just to say this:
[Chorus: Drok]
Mama, I made it! (Woah)
Woah (Woah-woah)
Mama, I made it! (Ooh, yeah, uh, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah)
Mama, I made it, uh! (Woah)
Woah (Woah-woah)
Mama, I made it! (Ooh, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
(Yeah, ayy, yeah) Yeah!
[Verse 1: Samad Savage]
(Yee) Ayy, did it like I told ya
We not from Magnolia, but you really made a soldier (Yee)
Ayy, lay somebody for ya
And I wish a nigga would like your drink gon' need a coaster (Ayy, ayy, hey!)
Hey, like a locomotive
You would train me on the daily just to get me where I'm goin' (Yeah)
Lady with a drive that's crazy, so I had to get my toe into (Yeah) the door
And now I'm rollin' in the dough (Hey, hey, hey!)— patio!
Can you not see that? I be that (Yeah)
Nigga that's stickin' around (Yeah) like feedback, so relax (Uh)
Picture me givin' the crown to these wack emcees that (Damn)
Whimper when I'm around because he snap, and react
I snicker and clown about 'em
They sicker? I highly doubt 'em, a killer
A body found in the river? I probably drowned him
An infinite body count
And I'm ignorant, I be shoutin'
My image is Ali routin' the quickest hit, I be wildin'
I'm finna make mommy proud because—
[Pre-Chorus: Drok]
Mama told me to be a doctor (Doctor, ayy, nyoom!)
I ain't never have enough patience
Mama told me to be a scholar (Scholar, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Got no class and I'm dangerous
Mama told me to be a lawyer (yee, yee, wow)
Raisin' every bar that they came with (Yeah)
Mama told me to be employed, but
I put in the work just to say this:
[Chorus: Drok]
Mama, I made it! (Woah)
Woah (Woah-woah)
Mama, I made it! (Ooh, yeah, uh, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah)
Mama, I made it, uh! (Woah)
Woah (Woah-woah)
Mama, I made it! (Ooh, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
(Yeah, ayy, yeah)
[Verse 2: Lex Bratcher]
Yuh, look
My momma said I would make it, said "Lex, just have faith"
So I had faith, and halfway, got mad, great
I don't shoot for nothin' 'cause I ain't gettin' no bad case (Nah)
My shooter keep that thing tucked like he up in a Drag Race (Ha!)
Huh, huh, um, no hypin' none of my 'libs (No!)
Problem with my shit? No problem drivin' by where you live (Uh-huh)
These rappers my seeds, they act hyper, they gettin' hit (Yeah)
But I ain't Kat Williams, I am not fightin' none of you kids (Woo)
My mic'll save crowds (What?), might, could fade clowns (Ooh)
We homeward bound, me and my Michael J. hounds
I have the block spinnin' like— (Brr, ding!)
Huh, it's a microwave now (Ooh)
And I got mad figures, uh-huh (What?)
And I made this money from my decisions, uh-huh (What?)
So when all these haters wanna be baitin' me (Yuh)
Waitin', the top has vacancy (Yuh)
And gratefully, that's where I will be sittin' because my—
[Pre-Chorus: Drok]
Mama told me to be a doctor (Doctor, ayy, nyoom!)
I ain't never have enough patience
Mama told me to be a scholar (Scholar, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Got no class and I'm dangerous
Mama told me to be a lawyer (Lawyer, yee, yee, wow)
Raisin' every bar that they came with (Yeah)
Mama told me to be employed, but
I put in the work just to say this:
[Chorus: Drok]
Mama, I made it! (Woah)
Woah (Woah-woah)
Mama, I made it! (Ooh, yeah, uh, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah)
Mama, I made it, uh! (Woah)
Woah (Woah-woah)
Mama, I made it! (Ooh, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
(Yeah, ayy, yeah)
