Mama, I Made It Songtext
Mama
I’ve been sitting on the porch
Since ten past three AM
And I don’t wanna see
What’s waiting me on me
When I walk back in
Mama
I took his Babe Ruth baseball
Put it right through the drywall
A couple years worth of picture frame glass up and down our hall
I’ve been sitting on the porch
Since ten past three AM
And I don’t wanna see
What’s waiting me on me
When I walk back in
Mama
I took his Babe Ruth baseball
Put it right through the drywall
A couple years worth of picture frame glass up and down our hall
Oh mama
I pushed a grown man to his limit
Aimed for a nerve and damn I hit it
Ain’t no point debating where the blame is
Too much Makers made a mark
Tore a twister through this trailer park
He’s sure to make
My goodbye grapevine famous
Ah this train’s a wreck
It’s such a mess and
Mama, I made it
I’m gonna
Spend the whole next week tryna
Sweep this under that rug
Ain’t it just like me to double down
On stirrin’ up
All this drama
Oh mama I pushed a grown man to his limit
Aimed for a nerve and damn I hit it
Ain’t no point debating where the blame is
Too much Makers made a mark
Tore a twister through this trailer park
He’s sure to make
My goodbye grapevine famous
Ah this train’s a wreck
It’s such a mess and
Mama, I made it
I had it made
I made it worse
I probably should’ve called you first
Mama
Oh, Mama
Mama
Oh, Mama
I pushed a grown man to his limit
Aimed for a nerve and damn I hit it
Ain’t no point debating where the blame is
Too much Makers made a mark
Tore a twister through this trailer park
He’s sure to make
My goodbye grapevine famous
Ah this train’s a wreck
It’s such a mess and
Mama, I made it
Oh I made it
I pushed a grown man to his limit
Aimed for a nerve and damn I hit it
Ain’t no point debating where the blame is
Too much Makers made a mark
Tore a twister through this trailer park
He’s sure to make
My goodbye grapevine famous
Ah this train’s a wreck
It’s such a mess and
Mama, I made it
I’m gonna
Spend the whole next week tryna
Sweep this under that rug
Ain’t it just like me to double down
On stirrin’ up
All this drama
Oh mama I pushed a grown man to his limit
Aimed for a nerve and damn I hit it
Ain’t no point debating where the blame is
Too much Makers made a mark
Tore a twister through this trailer park
He’s sure to make
My goodbye grapevine famous
Ah this train’s a wreck
It’s such a mess and
Mama, I made it
I had it made
I made it worse
I probably should’ve called you first
Mama
Oh, Mama
Mama
Oh, Mama
I pushed a grown man to his limit
Aimed for a nerve and damn I hit it
Ain’t no point debating where the blame is
Too much Makers made a mark
Tore a twister through this trailer park
He’s sure to make
My goodbye grapevine famous
Ah this train’s a wreck
It’s such a mess and
Mama, I made it
Oh I made it
