Текст песни
the weed relates
i hate this game
The weed relates, self observation, i hate this fame and sometimes
my own pops wasn t round to see his kids grow
My heart beats this way, i contemplate
My baby mom took my kids about a year ago, tears still rolling down my face, i m tryna find some confirmation
Or do you do it for your fam or the new coupe, i hate this game, happy father s day
I m tryna find some confirmation, going through it like them
Every day the kids asking where their daddy go, or do you do it for your fam or the new coupe Hood, self observation
To god i pray, there s gon come a time when it s all aligned
i hate it had to be this way
Still wishing y all was close cause i know the way that time flies, but it s gon change
i had to suffer
but that s life and we never get to do it twice
Hate it had to be this way, shortened patience Day, i had to suffer
I can t condone, my baby mom took my kids about a year ago, my daddy missing
but it s gon change
Who gon grab my hand, there s gon come a time when it s all aligned Day, go and dry your eyes
I smoke and drink, my confidence was confiscated, attitude hella rude cause i m happy inside
Wear my shoes, but hopefully you kinda close before you see the light, more confrontations
Am i spending too much time with my new boo, daddy s singing you them
I contemplate, tears still rolling down my face Father's, every day the kids asking where their daddy go
But it s gon change, still wishing every day i had my grandma here
as the tears rolling down my eyes
Happy father s day, first father s day alone
The realest shit i ever wrote in my whole life, but that ain t true Ace, holidays of change ain t what i m used to
but hopefully you kinda close before you see the light
There s a beauty in the struggle when you growing inside, my baby girl Ace, i m so unlike you
shortened patience
This shit gon change, happy father s day
It s really not true cause all that i do was for my kids, hate to say this
Daddy s singing you them, still counting blessings cause they ain t got to struggle, am i putting too much time in this vocal booth
I m sorry i wasn t better for you and your brother, i understand not many of us ever get it right, sometimes people never understand til it all hits the fan
and i be damned if i follow where his foots go
That why my heart beats this way, i m praying for help Father's, too many regrets
conversations
And freeze the mind of my mistakes, i start to think
how the fuck did i get here though
Tryna seek and divide, see a nigga going through
Lord knows he just give me a sign, roll another blunt cause i been trying not to feel it Day, on this day i was really in my feelings
and freeze the mind of my mistakes
Happy father s day, tears still rolling down my face Ace, we both did things back and forth to each other
Tryna seek and divide, i start to think, as the tears rolling down my eyes
it s all in my head
baby mom sending threats
Baby mom sending threats, there s gon come a time when it s all aligned
Hate it had to be this way, i hate it had to be this way
simple fact it being father s day
My baby girl, that why my heart beats this way, conversations
holidays of change ain t what i m used to
to be alone on my own on this father s day
screaming fuck cancer
It all starts with your kids not knowing you, staring at a pic of my son Father's, holidays of change ain t what i m used to
My baby girl, attitude hella rude cause i m happy inside
i visualise good times when i meditate
I can t condone, self observation