Immigrants lyrics

by

Uzuhan


Hey mama
You don’t have to work another day
You can buy anything in the store
If you wanna
I know you got used to laying low
You can flex on a mother f***ing hater like Madonna
I remember when they acted petty
We got clap backs ready if they looking some drama
If they want the smoke
Then we’ll turn this whole place into a sauna

Check it
It’s the return of the golden child
With the golden smile
Hometown hero arriving at the golden hour
We bringing granny out
We make the family proud
Gold, rich, young and handsome
Make the cats meow
Meals are extra loud
We go the extra mile
Undefiled
All these recipes are hand-me-downs
If you’re at this table long enough
I know you’re bound
To hear something extra wild
Unashamed to party foul
Anybody’s welcomed into this house
As long as they got manners and respect in their mouth
I mean it when I say that we got infinite styles
Our ancestors innovated through the tribs and the trials
You heard

Hey mama
You don’t have to work another day
You can buy anything in the store
If you wanna
I know you got used to laying low
You can flex on a mother f***ing hater like Madonna
I remember when they acted petty
We got clap backs ready if they looking some drama
If they want the smoke
Then we’ll turn this whole place into a sauna

I remember every snicker
Every chuckle back then
They’d treat you subhuman all because of your accent
They would do some goofy sh*t
We just had to take it as our crucifix
That’s the cost of living in the USA
You would say
Okay
But as a child of an immigrant
I got this taste of freedom
Now I’m privy to their privilege
Prices going up
You ain’t never seen it this smooth like a Robituss
Imma keep showing up
Now the people showing love
Third culture kids around the world
Time to blow it up
Sitting in this opera seat
Feel like what I’m watching is a prophecy
Of what the future look like
You gotta see
Hey mama
You don’t have to work another day
You can buy anything in the store
If you wanna
I know you got used to laying low
You can flex on a mother f***ing hater like Madonna
I remember when they acted petty
We got clap backs ready if they looking some drama
If they want the smoke
Then we’ll turn this whole place into a sauna

We don’t care what people say
We’re gonna do our damn thing anyway
We don’t care what people say
We work, we shine
Cash only, get paid

We don’t care what people say
We’re gonna do our damn thing anyway
We don’t care what people say
We work, we shine
Cash only, get paid

We don’t care what people say
We’re gonna do our damn thing anyway
We don’t care what people say
We work, we shine
Cash only, get paid
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