And i’ma need some more patron i don’t want no chaser
I grew up with no dad, and that's the root of this behavior,
Tell mum and dad that i'm sorry that it came to this
For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish
Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup
Hating my dad with passion for not showing up
I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king
And ya mum won't play this, cause i'm always cursing
And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack
Paid for trips to italy for me, her, my bro and dad.
Washing dishes and polar bear splitting
Whenever they spit that bullshit they spitting
Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet
I hear them talk, and run back to my room, my dad checks up on my bed//
Ma mum want me to be strong and ma talents to show
Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow
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