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I know my drinking from my daddy
Used to kick the wisdom when while he sipped up on his Brandy
He pushed the limit but that nigga used to whip it like a caddy
Never saw the method to his madness
Someday's I would scream, "I can't stand you"
And then he slipped up say he wished he never had me
I closed the distance once that nigga moved to Cali
I wish I never moved to Cali
I can't even hold a grudge no more
Tough love, don't made me go work
Same for the niggas that I really don't trust
Only when I'm drunk
So I think I call him up and say

He used to pray for them better days till they came 'round
Hate where I'm heading but I can't slow down
Pray that I feel the same when I come down, hey
Been tryna make a change, I don't know how
Maybe I was meant to take the long way 'round?
Pray that I feel the same when I come down, hey

Pray that I feel the same when I come down
Pray that I feel the same when I come down
Pray that I feel the same when I come down

Barely on my own, see me on a row
But them innocence since I visit, hate to I see you getting old
And I wished I never bend you for the things you didn't know
Sometimes I wish I had you to keep me on my toes
How it feel pops, to see your young boy getting money
Got that deal pops, put a little back up in your pocket
Here pops, I can pay you back for coming out for real pops
Finally living like you lived

He used to pray for them better days till they came 'round
Hate where I'm heading but I can't slow down
Pray that I feel the same when I come down, hey
Been tryna make a change, I don't know how
Maybe I was meant to take the long way 'round?
Pray that I feel the same when I come down

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