[Intro — Spoken, Beat Building] Mother trucker… Mother hustler. Motherhood. Mama… Look what you started. [Verse 1 — Relaxed Spoken Rap] Mama, rock-a-bye baby, You used to sing to me. Now I’m raising my own, With what you taught me. You held a safe place, When I needed to call. Let me get my words out, Didn’t have to fix it all. I’m tired of hearing, “Girl, just get over it.” Like I haven’t tried… Like I enjoy holding it. But I hear your voice, When I’m doubting mine. “Baby, take a breath. One thing at a time.” [Pre-Chorus — Rhythmic, Building] You taught me to stand, On my own two feet. Keep a little kindness… Don’t let ’em walk on me. [Chorus — Melodic Hip-Hop Hook] Mother hustler. Whole lot on my plate. Raising up my babies, With something left to say. Mother trucker! Let me catch my breath. Everybody needs me… I ain’t done with me yet. Mama taught me love. Life gave me some fight. Mother hustler… Let me live my life. [Verse 2 — Conversational Rap] Mama, mama, mama… Listen. Thank you for being you. I’m grown, still learning, What you had to do. Now I’m the one they call, Before I’ve had my coffee. Five things going on, Somebody’s looking for me. Got a line in my head, And a notebook on the counter. Write half of it down… Then I hear ’em getting louder. I love being their mama. I’ve got dreams of my own. Trying to make room for both, In the life we call home. [Pre-Chorus — Rhythmic, Building] You taught me to stand, But you still let me lean. Got babies of my own… Still need you listening. [Chorus — Melodic Hip-Hop Hook] Mother hustler. Whole lot on my plate. Raising up my babies, With something left to say. Mother trucker! Let me catch my breath. Everybody needs me… I ain’t done with me yet. Mama taught me love. Life gave me some fight. Mother hustler… Let me live my life. [Break — Drums and Bass] [Bridge — Firm Spoken Rap] Tired of the judgment. Explaining what I do. You can have opinions… I’ve got things to get to. I know my purpose. Still figuring out the rest. Puzzled, with a passion, And a little more to get off my chest. Life keeps me humble. I’ve been down on my knees. Humble as fuck… Still got boundaries. Try me… You’ll hear me say no. I can wish you well, And tell you where to go. [Final Chorus — Stronger, Layered Female Lead] Mother hustler. Whole lot on my plate. Raising up my babies, With something left to say. Mother trucker! Let me catch my breath. Everybody needs me… I ain’t done with me yet. Mama taught me love. Life gave me some fight. Mother hustler… Making something of this life. [Outro — Soft Spoken, Beat Fades] Mama… My beauty queen. There’s a whole lot of you, In the mother I’m learning to be. Mother trucker… Mother hustler. Motherhood.
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