Momma had a dream, but she gave it up to me,
And my sister raising kids, man, that ain’t a cup of tea,
Now she ain’t have no cheese, but she goes to chucky cheese,
Somewhat of a G, living life a sucker free,
Told her what I want to be, she was cooler than the breeze,
Supportive as a being cuz I knew she had believed,
If it were up to me, she’d be treated like a queen,
A life of luxury filled with shiny pretty things,
I was only three when she brought me to the states,
My sister only one, crossing borders wasn’t safe,
What she did was very brave, I think about it everyday,
From Argentina to Mexico, and finally LA,
Yeah she made it really far, someone give her an applause,
Got herself a job, an apartment, and a car,
But the struggle isn’t over, so I keep doing my parts,
Straight spitting out the bars that’ll get us to the stars,
Tell me momma, are we there yet?
Tell me momma, are we there yet?
Tell me momma, are we there yet?
Tell me momma, are we there yet?
Shorty was a ten, she was chilling with her friends,
I was trying to be smooth but I couldn’t pretend,
So I walked up with a brew, table napkin, and a pen,
Told her “we should do something, call me when you can”,
Man, after two dates, I got her back in my place,
She made the bed shake and my heartbeat race,
Yeah we were moving fast, but neither one of us cared,
Seducing me with the ass, so it really wasn’t fair,
Is this just good sex, or is it something that’s rare?
Feelings do intersect when you chuck and pull hair,
Are we two single people or have we become a pair?
And to tell you the truth, girl I ain’t ready for that dare,
But I saw it in her eyes, she was falling in deep,
I barely know you and you barely know me,
These are common road rules, we should take it slowly,
So before you use words like “love”, just let me speak,
Tell me baby, are we there yet?
Tell me baby, are we there yet?
Tell me baby, are we there yet?
Tell me baby, are we there yet?
At the age of 15 I was rocking open mic’s,
Killing the LA scene like a scene in poltergeist,
As young freestyle king, street-battling left and right,
I was quite mean, yeah, but the kid was nice,
I made it my career at the age of 17,
Now almost every year I travel the seven seas,
Respected by my peers and all of the OG’s,
Got fans around the whole world, they be cheering for me,
When I wake up every morning, I wonder if it’s real,
Look at what I worked for, everything I build,
When I fully think about it, it be giving me the chills,
Cuz I’m eating off my music and I’m paying all my bills,
I think I made it y’all, I don’t need a fucking deal,
What the hell am I saying, I gotta check myself, that’s for real,
Cuz when thinks are going well, I get gassed up,
That’s when I look into the mirror and I ask,
Tell me brother, are you there yet?
Tell me brother, are you there yet?
Tell me brother, are you there yet?
Keep it moving, we ain’t there yet