Lyrics:
a rapper
And you realized he wasn't nothing like you (damn)
He ain't watch the shit bubble
He ain't see the same struggle
He ain't never go what you went
that I speak, I'm just checking the sound, sound, sound, sound
Energy, live in me (Energy, live in me)
May I be guided by energy (By energy)
Energy,
that and never let me live it down
Wasn't no dad never known to be around
Kind of pussy for a dad lets a pussy raise a man
Love my mom just spittin' them
by, big mama got a call from the dean, he proceeded to ask
"Where is Gregory at, did he quit, he exists?? I ain't ever seen him in my class"
He done
going to be sitting up every night asking my mom
When's daddy coming home
Yeah he wasn't there to teach me how to shoot my first basket but I learned
What’s this about?
They brought out the dogs so they can
Sell us out with they snout
"Just tell em it wasn’t me I didn’t do it"
I knew he gone rat so I
and he went mainstream
Wasn't his choice shooters tryna start scenes
Sandy Hook Parkland or Santa Fe dreams
Just looking for a reason to love myself You
on by
The years began to fly
They aged and so did I
And I could tell
That mama she wasn't well
Papa knew and deep down so did she
So did she
Jack Nick.
More rapid than the Celtics these Lakers they came
He screamed like a mad man and called them by name:
“Now Magic, now Worthy, now Scott,
ready
Keep some killers by my side and some riders by the telli
I'm ready to do now, who now, you now
Eddie wasn't ready when they drew that, booyow
had to leave him behind[01:26.12]You wasn't there for the ride[01:27.43]You wasn't there by my side[01:29.53]I put in work like a God[01:30.84]You
at the bottom of the stairs right by the caretaker's office,
He started licking the pavement.
Every night now since we moved into that new house
There's this
me and Gallest go St Michael the gyal come way too fussy crushy
Man said they would do this and that
But the man wasn't really that wassi was he
Nah
young niggas coming up hard
It seems like yesterday, my boy way home, wasn't doing that bid
It seems like yesterday, he was alive let a young nigga live
thee
Life he lives everyday and this is sad but it gets worse
When he was nine he almost got put in a hearse
He was walking home from school
And he
live a life of crime
Though it ain't logical
We hobble through these tryin' times
Livin' blind
Lord help me with my troubled soul
Why all my homiez had
had power, he wasn't just one of a
Monolithic voice but he could
Wrap people around, so there’s theories that
There's infinite amounts
Of universe,
and shaking
He knew this wasn't right
He rushed over just so he could see me real quick
Real shit, doing what he can, making sure I will live
He was feeling
it, I wasn’t lying to you
You live by the book staying safe with religion
I had you out of your barriers fucking and breaking tradition
Negating
with it
Bitches pressed, cause a n**** really live it
Tae 30 he a crazy muh fucka
40 wap he a lay a muh fucka
God damn Imma crazy motha fucka
Bitches
And I'd hang onto every word that he would breathe
He'd say boy as you walk through this life
Here's a little wisdom that'll help you get by
[Chorus]
dad so much and he just wasn't there
You ain't ever
You ain't ever, you ain't ever
I been tryna numb the pain, but I ain't ever getting better
Tryna
the trap house all I know is fiends bruh
If it wasn't no fast shit then it probably wasn't us
We can't do the small loads
They know we get em by the trucks
can be a winner?
Reason with a criminal that needs to eat a dinner
Is it survival of the fittest or is he a killer?
Losing dad was big, losing you
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