Letta 2 My Fatha
When my father was a youngin
He ain't really have nothin
I mean he had a lil sumn
But it really wasn't nothin
Just like his father right before 'em
Want to see all us stuntin
Let me be humble
He ain't really want us fiendin for nothin
So then he got up off his ass
He was puttin in work
Yea he put himself through college
Though he came from the dirt
He even traveled overseas
Man that's where he had me
He was hopin I'd become somethin
To give him relief
But see I stressed my father out
I was hardly around
You see he built a perfect life for me
I tore to the ground
He gave me chances, opportunities
I just let him down
I was failing all my classes
I was foolin around
See the streets is what attracted me
To be who I was
Though my father he reminded me
To look up above
Remember when you sat me down
You told me I'm all you love
So now I'm writing up this rap
Though you prolly won't listen
I just wanna let you know
That I'll never forget it
You know I'm prayin up to God
Hopin that he forgive me
Though I prolly did some shit
That could not be forgiven
So if you listen to me now
Just remember that feeling
Just hold on to every second
Every minute you're given
Huh
Time is up
Yea
The time is up
Yea, Yea
Time is up
Yea
Time is up, time is up
Time is up, time is up
Time is up, time is up
Time is up, time is up
Time is up
He ain't really have nothin
I mean he had a lil sumn
But it really wasn't nothin
Just like his father right before 'em
Want to see all us stuntin
Let me be humble
He ain't really want us fiendin for nothin
So then he got up off his ass
He was puttin in work
Yea he put himself through college
Though he came from the dirt
He even traveled overseas
Man that's where he had me
He was hopin I'd become somethin
To give him relief
But see I stressed my father out
I was hardly around
You see he built a perfect life for me
I tore to the ground
He gave me chances, opportunities
I just let him down
I was failing all my classes
I was foolin around
See the streets is what attracted me
To be who I was
Though my father he reminded me
To look up above
Remember when you sat me down
You told me I'm all you love
So now I'm writing up this rap
Though you prolly won't listen
I just wanna let you know
That I'll never forget it
You know I'm prayin up to God
Hopin that he forgive me
Though I prolly did some shit
That could not be forgiven
So if you listen to me now
Just remember that feeling
Just hold on to every second
Every minute you're given
Huh
Time is up
Yea
The time is up
Yea, Yea
Time is up
Yea
Time is up, time is up
Time is up, time is up
Time is up, time is up
Time is up, time is up
Time is up
Credits
Writer(s): Abdullah Brooks
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