Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Her heart was a vault, locked from the pain that she fought,
Built from the struggle, from lessons hard taught.
Emotions on mute, learned to move in the dark,
Had that hustle in veins, still love filled her heart.
Thought her son wouldn’t clock what she had to choose,
From an empty-ass fridge to fresh Gucci shoes.

[Chorus]
Then her phone busted, the words came in so clear,
“Your son’s in cuffs, man, the assault was severe.”
Hardo’s words hit hard, this her biggest fear,
“You picked the streets over fam,” that’s all she could hear.
Bust that gun instead of raise her son— couldn’t stop the tears.

[Verse 2]
He watched mom move weight, no breaks, no rest,
Lost in these streets, just tryna do what was best.
He’d have vivid dreams of his mom, mandem tied down,
She’d pass him the burner, like, “Lay out this clown.”
Found out her young gees put him in the traps,
Pulled up too quick, told ‘em, “Nah, run that yute back.”
On the ride home, she told him firmly and deep,
“I’m in these streets so you don’t have to be.”

[Chorus]
Then her phone busted, the words came in so clear,
“Your son’s in cuffs, man, the assault was severe.”
Hardo’s words hit hard, this her biggest fear,
“You picked the streets over fam,” that’s all she could hear.
Bust that gun instead of raise her son— couldn’t stop the tears.

[Verse 3]
She burnt all her stacks, made sure he got out,
Boy G gave a number, said, “Smith, give him a shout.”
Paid whispers were quiet, any talk got erased,
Nearly impossible with the big charges he faced.

……But guess what… the case was erased!

[Verse 4 – Redemption]
Now it’s summer of 25 and he’s roofing, stackin’ bread,
Honest cash piling, dreams risin’ instead.
Statistic flipped, loyal yute, never bends,
Solid true soldier, tight-lipped to the end.
Understood mom’s battle, Beirut to Lakeside,
No judgment felt, only love and pride.

[Outro – Reflection]
Big ups to all mothers, fighting silent wars on road,
That pain won’t define you, just stick to the code.