Unconditional Love - Shyheim

Feel me, yo

Dedicated

To my mother

You heard?

Hold your head

(Lady, hold your head)

This is dedicated to the lady of my life

Who gave me life and raised me right

Even if I was wrong in her eyes I was right

We like brothers and sisters, me and my moms we tight

Regardless of the habits she had with the pipe

I had to bail her out, she got locked up last night

We fight sometimes, she sells things that’s mines

Programs ain’t workin, rehab for the tenth time

My partner in crime, I would cry

Leavin the V.I.

as she walked back inside

I remember she died, they brought her back to life

'member no lights, sugar and rice, roaches and mice?

Those were some long nights

We still in a tough fight, but we lookin good in the ninth

My a-alike'll get hype for me, bring the gun upstairs for me

And tell the cops I don’t live here when they lookin for me

Mama I told you so

You don’t have to worry about it, mama

Now I’m in control

And even though you did me kinda crazy

I’ll always love you

No matter what it might seem

I’m always with you

And everything’s gonna be alright

Lady

Growin up wasn’t easy

She sold the radio, VCR and TV

Took my 3 g’s, I used to say, «Ma, please stop»

She said she would, but she couldn’t, so she didn’t

Caught her in the kitchen hittin, I started flippin

She bought it off my man Richard

And on the low I heard he was sniffin

Wanted to bring it to the biscuits, for real, kid

Cause sellin to my mom is some real bitch shit

I can’t cry no more, my insides is dry

My heart is gone, my mind is sore, it’s Desert Storm

Can’t believe I ain’t gon' see my Twin for four

I’m mad tight, pressure bust pipes

Remember I love you, mommy, if I die tonight.

Mama I told you so

You don’t have to worry about it, mama

Now I’m in control

And even though you did me kinda crazy

I’ll always love you

No matter what it might seem

I’m always with you

And everything’s gonna be alright

Lady

Aiyo ma

Turn the Walkman up (yo yo yo turn it up, turn it up)

Smile when you hear me, you heard (smile when you hear me)

For real (for real, for real)

I sit back and I wonder like damn (yeah)

At all the bullshit in our life (ah-ha)

I still made it, you know (yeah)

It’s like — (we made it) damn

You was mad young when you had a nigga though (Only 16)

And.

You experienced a lotta things and went through a lotta things (holdin' my hand)

And I followed through and went through em too, you know

I love you, mommy (yeah)

Marilyn Franklin, hold your head

98 G, 1495, Marilyn Franklin aka Money Rock Star

You ain’t got no money, leave her the fuck alone, you heard?