Dear Dad

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Man, this ain't the news I wanna hear Is this the outcome
After all these years I wrote this song down While I was dropping tears
Because I'm, I'm tired of this You don't belong there
I don't care what you did You never had it easy

Mistreated as a kid No matter what happens
I'ma be here to the end I don't care what they say
You'll always be my best friend Until your last breath
I'll hold your hand Whether it's over the phone

Or behind the glass Or maybe it's in person
With a second chance I'll even write a letter
For you to understand It don't matter where we at
This where we stand The Law couldn't keep us apart

That's why they mad Even behind them walls
You was still the man It don't matter the circumstances
I love you, Dad

And I don't need a song just to tell you this
But I'ma put it in an album to make it hit I'ma make it
out the struggle off my muscles
I do it for mom and the kids I gotta hustle
Yeah, you know the vibes We ain't leaving you behind
Ain't nothing to a kid when it comes to rhymes Speaking straight facts
I ain't telling lies They gon' hate either way
But that's life

I was mad as a child
Cause I ain't understand Moms tried to explain it
But I ain't give a damn They had me on medication
They say I was too mad But they ain't understand

I was missing my old man oh man
And even as a grown man I'm still mad But even on our worst days
We gotta praise Praise the higher name
The name that gives us faith The name that makes a way

The name that brings light to the darkest days
And I wrote this from the heart, Dad I guess it ain't all bad
At least it ain't about death in this notepad Yeah, I know it's hard, Dad
But this only just the start, Dad Only God can judge you, not another man

And all we know is keep pushing We don't look back
Cause at the end of the day It's in God's hands, not another man

And I don't need a song just to tell you this But I'ma put it in an album to make it hit
I'ma make it out the struggle off my muscles I do it for Mom and the kids, I gotta hustle Yeah, you know the vibes, we ain't leaving you behind
Ain't nothing to a kid when it comes to rhymes
Speaking straight facts, I ain't telling lies They gon' hate either way
But that's life And I don't need a song just to tell you this

But I'ma put it in an album to make it hit
I'ma make it out the struggle off my muscles I do it for Mom and the kids, I gotta hustle
Yeah, you know the vibes, we ain't leaving you behind Ain't nothing to a kid when it comes to rhymes Speaking straight facts, I ain't telling lies
They gon' hate either way But that's life
And I don't need a song just to tell you this But I'ma put it in an album to make it hit

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