เนื้อเพลง Ma - Rich Brian

Sorry
I might be single til forty
Couple of months I might just take it back because all of these whores can be boring
Say what you want and it's yours
That's an advice from my daddy
She wanna f*ck me for sure
I just been wanting some balance
I do not f*ck with the pills and the powder
I don't do the cinnamon challenge
I don't vacay when I need to chill
Man, I just go home to my parents
But I ain't been home in three years
'Cause of some visa sh*t
My daddy been growin' some greys
I feel like a piece of sh*t

Please don't ask me to go to your wedding, I missed my sister's b*tch
And matter of fact I missed my brother's too and that sh*t looked lit
Flew too close to the sun but I keep going back
Man, I'm a damn fiend
B*tch, I'm a deadbeat uncle, my niece think I live in that screen

I was tryna make it back home, ma, I promise
You never gave me hard time but I'm sorry
I should've been there for my sister's daughter
I should've been home for my brother's son

I've been working, b*tch, I'm no one and done
My daddy always said I'd be number one
They not touchin' me if I could be so blunt
I'm 'a run this b*tch as long as I'm around, yeah

Finally flew back to Jakarta since that first verse
Not linkin' up with friends, all I got left to meet is serpents
I went back into the house I grew up in, I feel too big
My dog used to run out the house but now I'd have to dig

I been in this b*tch, my nephew looking tall as sh*t
Told the world this my home but I feel so the opposite
Yeah, I'm outside, lil' b*tch, but I've been outside lookin' in
I ain't touch a drink in months but if my dad pour one I'll sip

I'm twenty-five got the prefrontal cortex
I was nineteen, my last project
Sharpen my pen, soundin' perfect
They like where he been y'all was upset
I mean to be real, I lost my mind
That manic episode ain't kind
I went right back, I'm in my prime
I can't go home, I don't got the time

I was tryna make it back home, ma, I promise
You never gave me hard time but I'm sorry
I should've been there for my sister's daughter
I should've been home for my brother's son

I've been working, b*tch, I'm no one and done
My daddy always said I'd be number one
They not touchin' me if I could be so blunt
I'm 'a run this b*tch as long as I'm around, yeah

As long as I'm around, yeah
As long as I'm around
As long as I'm around, yeah
As long as I'm around

Too f*cked up
Two fingers on the blunt
Two bad [?] yeah, they like to call a bunch
I might be tough, I used to cry a bunch
I feel better now, I was on a run