I’m just saying a hard life really doesn’t discriminate,
Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate
Like a zombie with a pedigree, the thoroughbred dead
Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head
Cause you're dead as a dad to me
Chillin' with homies and family
I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys
And dad came home ready to take a life
Dad working so hard, mind overblown
And don't you bring your camera phone
My life is troubling hard life i always holdin a knife can never stop the struggling,
With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something
Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black
Whats a daughter without her dad
Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive
Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin' with real life
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