[Intro] Mama heard the sirens… and prayed it wasn’t me. Damn. [Verse 1] Mama heard the sirens and froze by the stove, greens still cooking, but her blood ran cold. She called my phone twice, I ain’t pick up neither, I was somewhere lost between pride and ether. She had prayed so much her knees knew the floor, God knew my name before I knew war. She said, “Baby, come home,” I said, “I’m fine, stop stressing,” but I was lying through my teeth with a weaponized depression. I brought mud to her carpet, shame to her steps, she loved me through smoke, through warrants, through debts. She saw a little boy where the block saw a threat, saw a soul worth saving when I ain’t see it yet. Every time the news said somebody got hit, her hands started shaking like, “Lord, not my kid.” That’s the part that make a thug heart crack, when you realize your mama been dying out back. [Hook] Mama heard the sirens and she cried my name, said, “Lord, pull my baby from the fire and flames.” I was outside wild, trying to numb that pain, but her prayers kept falling like Carolina rain. Mama heard the sirens, I heard my soul, heard every damn lie that I ever told. I was raised by love, but I ran with pain, mama heard the sirens and she cried my name. [Verse 2] She ain’t care about my chain, she cared about my breath, she ain’t impressed by cash, she was terrified of death. I’d walk in smelling like smoke and bad decisions, she’d look through my eyes like she saw all my prisons. “Boy, you better than this,” she said with tears in her voice, but better feels far when broke ain’t a choice. Still, I can’t blame poverty for every wrong turn, some bridges I crossed, some bridges I burned. I remember one night she sat me down quiet, said, “You keep playing with storms, don’t cry when it’s lightning.” That line hit harder than any judge’s sentence, because mama’s love don’t need no witness. Now every song I make got her heartbeat in it, every bass drop sound like a chance I been given. I’m trying to be the man she saw under the scars, trying to bring her peace before I’m carried by cars. [Bridge – female harmony] Come home, baby, come home… You ain’t gotta die alone… Come home, baby, come home… Put that pain down, son, come home… [Final Hook] Mama heard the sirens and she cried my name, said, “Lord, pull my baby from the fire and flames.” I was outside wild, trying to numb that pain, but her prayers kept falling like Carolina rain. Mama heard the sirens, I heard my soul, heard every damn lie that I ever told. I was raised by love, but I ran with pain, mama heard the sirens and she cried my name. [Outro] Mama, I’m sorry… For every night you couldn’t sleep. For every call you feared. I’m still here.
