Drake - You & The 6 Lyrics
[Verse 1]Having conversations with mama, man my life is a messAin't been returning the texts, so she been reading the pressShe got google alerts, them shits go straight to her phoneShe worry bout me from home, you know she raised me aloneShe said "I heard you back with you know who"I told her "Girl I'm always back with you know who"And she like "Who are we kidding""You're only 27 you just being you""You're your fathers child man thank god you got some me in you"At least I always, at least I always see it throughAt least I'm always being true to what you taught meRetired teacher but your words still got me evolvingNever get sloppy drunk, but alcohol is problem solvingAnd look I hate it when you hate on all my girlfriendsAnd assistants always convinced that there's always someone betterLike that girl from that gym who trains youI know you wanna arrange it, you told me she's free thursdayAnd I'm sure that she's a angel but she don't want this lifeThe timing ain't rightMaybe one day but even one day with us is a time of a lifeWe do things that people pay to documentYou got the sweetest heart but I'm not here to give out compliments, or boost nobody confidence mommaI got no friends in this mommaI don't pretend with this mommaI'on joke with this mommaI pull the knife out my back and cut they throat with it mommaI'm "Game of Thrones" with it mommaI'm " Home Alone" with it mommaI'm t-I really hate using this tone with you mommaI really hate getting aggressive on this phone with you mommaI really hate wasting your time to check a clone or two mommaIt's just they cloning me mommaThem niggas wannabes mommaIts like - I'm the one they wanna be mommaI just- I- I can't be out here being vulnerable mommaI mean I kill em every time they do a song with me mommaI sing a hook they sing along with me mommaWhat more they want from me momma?Yeah, this is a crazy lifeBut you and the six raised me right"Don't ever take advice," that was great adviceYou and the six raised me right, that shit saved my life[Verse 2]Having conversations with momma, we start talkin' bout dadYou know he dropping a single, he saying this is his windowThat nigga still wearing linen, that nigga still in the clubCall him after we get off the phone and show him some loveThat nigga memphis for real, girl he love you to deathHe made mistakes throughout his life that he still doesn't acceptBut he just want our forgiveness, and ***** it look how we livingI'm content with this story, who are we not to forgive him?At least I been to a prison, at least I know what it's likeI used to rap on the phone, one of his friends doing lifeAnd now I got me a Grammy, that could be part of the reasonLet's just call this shit even, we got some things to believe inDo you remember back to Weston Road, Scarlett Road?Hangin' with [?] shit could've gone south for me he looked out for me maHe never let me do drugsHe let me shoot a gun one summer but out there everyone doesHe made me listen to his music, old music, soul musicShit that can only be created if you go through itI used to get teased for being black, and now I'm here and I'm not black enoughCause I'm not acting tough or making stories up bout where I'm actually fromBut I just roll with it momma, rolling stone with it mommaGotta be careful around rolling stones or anyone that's tryna throw stones at me mommaI'm not condoning it mommaThey will not tear nothing down I built this home for you mommaKnow I don't call enough mommaI just been working with so little time for personal mommaHard labor let me pay the priceYou and the six raised me right that shit saved my life
