Cw - Mama Called

Hello, son
It's mama
I guess you're busy again
The food is on the table
It's getting cold
When you hear this, please come home early, okay
I haven't seen you all day
Don't stay out too late
I'll be waiting for you
Love you, son
I saw her name light up my phone
I let it ring
Told myself
I'd call her later
Funny thing about later
It never comes when you need it most
Mama called, I didn't pick up the phone
Mama called, she said son please come home
Food going cold on an empty plate while
I'm out here selling my name
Mama called, and all she ever wanted was me
Mama call
I should've answered that phone phone
I've been running so long
I forgot what standing still feels like
Every day another city
Another deal another night
Everybody wants a piece now
Everybody knows my name
But the woman who built me for nothing
Never asked me for the fame
She don't care about the cars
Don't care about the crowd
She just asked me if
I hate today
And what time
I'm coming around and
I keep saying soon mama
Maybe later
Not tonight
Like time is something
I can buy
Like mothers live forever
If you just say you'll try
Mama called
I didn't pick up the phone
Mama called
She said son please come home
Food going cold on an empty plate while
I'm out here selling my name
Mama called, and all she ever wanted was me
Mama called, I should've answered that phone
Later that night, I played a message in the car
Her voice sounded smaller, and suddenly the city fell too far
Come home early,, that's all she asked
No money, no promise, no speech
Just a little time, with the boy she still sees
When she looks at me and that hit different
I give strangers hours
Give business all my days
Then give the woman who gave me rap
Whatever time remains
What am
I chasing if
I lose the only thing money can't replace
So
I turned that car around
Driving home
One day, that phone won't ring
One day, there won't be food waiting on the table
One day, I'd sell every dream
I ever own
Just a year per se
Come home early, son
So while she's still here, I'm going home
I'm going home
This time
I'm picking up the phone
Mama, I'm coming home
Let the whole world wait tonight
Everything will wait for me
And now
I know exactly where
I'm supposed to be