Lyrics

(Verse 1)
There once was a mother whose heart was a vault,
Built from the pain and the struggles she fought.
Emotions on mute, learned to move in the dark,
Hustle in her veins, still love filled her heart.
Thought he wouldn’t notice what she had to choose,
From no food in the fridge to rockin’ Gucci shoes.

(Verse 2)
He watched mom move bricks, never takin’ rest,
Lost deep in the streets, thinking she’s doing best.
Dreams filled with violence, two mandem tied down,
Mom passed him the burner, said, “Lay dem down.”
Found out her young boys put her son in the traps,
Pulled up real quick, said, “Nah, run that yute back.”
On the ride home, she said firmly and deep,
“I’m in these streets so you don’t have to be.”

Then the phone rang, felt her chest go tight,
Words cut deep, turned day into night.
“Your son’s in cuffs, assault was severe,”
Reality crashed in, her deepest fear.

(Chorus)
Hardo’s words hittin’, feelin’ so deep,
Chose streets over family, nights lost sleep.
Courtroom stressin’, prayin’ he stays out,
Gun over son, that’s what these tears bout.

(Verse 3)
Spent all her stacks, made sure he got out,
Boy G passed a number, said, “Smith—give him a shout.”
Paid whispers quiet, any talk got erased,
Nearly impossible with the charges he faced.
But guess what… dropped was the case.

(Verse 4 – Redemption)
Now twenty-five summers, 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 mothers, silent wars on road,
Pain won’t define you, just stick to the code