Me and momma been through it all and my dad was playin games
To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes
I'm on i-80 though with my baby
Cause you're dead as a dad to me
Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track
Paid for trips to italy for me, her, my bro and dad.
'cuz my dad always saw me try to make my scripts sing.
I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king
Get off a key like i can’t sing
Thats what my dad was doing
I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell
Dear dad a failure of patience/ congratulations/ my observations serve me well/
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