Mothers Day - Swingfly

Hi mom, this' a letter from Swing to you.

I heard a voice from the lord, its a thing to do.

I miss your kisses and your hugs

and yes i cry.

I wanna be the man you made me

and yes i try.

Everyday i feel the pain and I’m struggling.

You told me leave that shit alone, stop juggling.

But the music, business, it’s the same.

I got fans, they be yelling: «He spits the flame.»

See, I’m trying to focus, but damn it’s hard.

When I’m in the mic booth, I just ram it hard.

I saw a lot of good times, but most was bad.

And I swear to god, i wish i was close to dead.

Thank god you' still here.

So I can get that hug.

Thank god you' still here.

So I can show you love.

(Cuz' my mommy is number one)

That’s right from my heath, yo.

She number one (one).

And I know I change a lot, just wait and see.

Thank you for the loving you gave to me.

Everything you told me then: Made sense.

Very strong woman, lots of patience.

I did a lot of wrongs and lots of rights.

Thats why i left home, cuz' of lots of fights.

The watch on my hand told me: «It's that time.»

Grow up and be a man, doggy.

Make that climb.

It’s my time, I’ts my live, yeah.

You know.

You saying to yourself: «Swing don’t worry, you’ll grow.»

I finne do my thing, see I’m just a fire.

I shake you right now, momma.

Thats allright.

My mind is really right.

I’m diggin it.

Me and E. be in the lab.

Just kickin' it.

I write the way I live for you

and you lovin' it.

A new approach to the game.

Ain’t no thuggin' it

But when they cross that line.

I smack they face.

I’m getting wanted and join them back in place.

Yo, moms I love you and that’s for real.

'Till i die then it’s the same thing and thats the deal.

(Mommy)

(Mommy)

Yo, she number one (one).

(Mommy)

(Oh mommy)

Yo, she number one (one).

Number one (one).