Letter to Father

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I don't want to ever see you cry
I don't want to ever see you cry
I wrote a letter to father today
I hope that it take your pain away
I want you to know I miss you
I keep on wishing you get bail cause I'm coming to get you
Want you to know that I'm still dedicated to the streets
I might have to kill a nigga if he reach
I'm sorry I'm sinning
It's been a long road
I'm just wishing you could come back home, where you belong
I'm about to be 18, I gotta move on
I know mama love me to death, but it's time for me to let her live
I'm 'bout to be grown
What if I don't graduate from high school
What if I end up with no job and a criminal record, just like you
You know I ain't lying
I still ain't find myself for some years, but I'll be just fine
Times moving
Sometimes I might scare myself, I don't know what I'm doing,
I feel like I'm loosing, don't know who I'm screwing
Nowadays I take too much drugs, I forget what I'm using
I don't give a f*ck about the opposition
Still, I know I said some shit out of anger, but that's how I really feel (I do)
And I pray to Allah, but I told Jesus take the wheel
Yes, I've been sinning for a minute
I'm in the pickle and I'm just trying to sell the deal, for real
Yeah I'm still spinning blocks, and I'm still posted on KB with niggas toting Glocks
Been stopped selling crack, I got crushed up perks in my socks
Just because I rhyme don't mean I'm lying, I really own Glocks
Mhmm
Like pop, how you doing for real
I really hope one day you get that appeal
I'm taking drugs, the only way that I heal
And I pray they let Sheed killer home, because I'm really itching to kill
I ain't a thief, but that's a nigga I'll steal
I'm really sick, they gone feel that I'm ill
Like I'm poor man I need me a meal
Like kids in Africa, I need me a mil
I got tea for you I'm ready to spill
F*ck the world and whoever in it
If you ever met me, it was a prank, I am not existing
F*ck around you go missing, being sober is the only thing that I'm resisting
Was on the phone and with Lay they other day, she be fourteen soon
I ask her what she want she say she only wanna see you
I felt my soul shake when I heard that like God heal my heart
Been in and out since you was born most of her life you was apart
And I tell her my life story I wouldn't know where to start
Now we just spray the house in red paint this ain't no art
And move like you're the victim pull up on me they gonna get parked
And I was scared to tell you that Lucifer made his mark on me
I don't ever wanna see you cry
I don't ever wanna see you cry
Oh no, no
Give me your hand
Give me your hand
I don't ever wanna see you cry
I don't ever wanna see you cry
That's no lie, you my guy
I know that you gonna ride or die
I wrote a letter to you and I hope you get this dawg
I hope you feel this dawg
For real, yeah, like, I just be,
I just be putting my pain into this shit ya feel me
I leave a bar every time I leave out this bitch
Ha Ha
No but like real rap
I be trying, like I can't talk to my dad
You feel me like I can't go see him
I can't call him, like he can't call me
Like we can write each other
But it takes it takes fucking years to get a mail like
Trying to write so he can hear it
I just put it in a song
I don't know how else to put it
I be trying to put my pain out but f*ck it
Ya feel me
That's what it is
That's my dawg and I miss him
I love you dawg

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