Father:time
I Love myself my family and I love my son
You got your angel up above my son
Hated when they told me that I treated you just like you "WAS" my son
That's 'cuz you really was my son
And no question they could tell I love you, just like I love my son
Before I Ever hit you, I gave you a hug my son
Could tell me anything, Know I ain't one to judge my son
And I ain't 'bout to see you stand in front no judge my son
So yeah! We gon fall And bump our heads until we get it right
And one day we gon' live the life
Either that, or we gon litter life
Throw it all away, you ask me that's a bigger price
Caught a charge and got bagged but he that n right?
Man he ain't kill that boy for free it cost that n life
I'm from that apple where you learn to take a bigger bite
But you feel smaller than a gigabyte
You know why? You "TAPPED IN!" close that phone open your mind
Get up and go get in them books get on your grind
I know you talk and they don't hear but yo, that's fine
You know they scared but why you care, you on that time
Let them tears go
That's just you letting them fears go
Yeah, I know I said that there's no
Way to fill that void, but we here though
You said Justin me and Taj and we a squad right?
I bet you, you ain't know I took that shit to heart right?
Left it all in gods hands and look, we alright
Orange park vibes, lets head to Starrett
Just got off the phone with woods he gon come pick us up
He gon' slide us to the east I'ma go get this cut
We gon' pop it off, I'ma put this up
Turn around and drop the tape and fk these nz up
You got your angel up above my son
Hated when they told me that I treated you just like you "WAS" my son
That's 'cuz you really was my son
And no question they could tell I love you, just like I love my son
Before I Ever hit you, I gave you a hug my son
Could tell me anything, Know I ain't one to judge my son
And I ain't 'bout to see you stand in front no judge my son
So yeah! We gon fall And bump our heads until we get it right
And one day we gon' live the life
Either that, or we gon litter life
Throw it all away, you ask me that's a bigger price
Caught a charge and got bagged but he that n right?
Man he ain't kill that boy for free it cost that n life
I'm from that apple where you learn to take a bigger bite
But you feel smaller than a gigabyte
You know why? You "TAPPED IN!" close that phone open your mind
Get up and go get in them books get on your grind
I know you talk and they don't hear but yo, that's fine
You know they scared but why you care, you on that time
Let them tears go
That's just you letting them fears go
Yeah, I know I said that there's no
Way to fill that void, but we here though
You said Justin me and Taj and we a squad right?
I bet you, you ain't know I took that shit to heart right?
Left it all in gods hands and look, we alright
Orange park vibes, lets head to Starrett
Just got off the phone with woods he gon come pick us up
He gon' slide us to the east I'ma go get this cut
We gon' pop it off, I'ma put this up
Turn around and drop the tape and fk these nz up
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Jones-spruill
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.