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Fredo Bang

Father

 

Father

(album: 2 Face Bang - 2018)


Ayy, boy
What What the business is, nigga?
Oh you heard Gee getting it in with that boy?
Yeah, you don't hear it
Nah
Yeah
Ah, okay, okay
This the realest shit I ever wrote, ayy
This the realest shit I ever wrote
I cried making this bitch here, nigga

Father, Father, Father, Father, Father
Ooh, I don't mean to be a bother
Ayy, but right now times are getting harder
Ayy, right now these times are getting harder
Father, Father, Father, Father, Father
Ooh, I don't mean to be a bother
Ayy, but right now times are getting harder
Ayy, right now these times are getting harder

Father, Father, Father, Father, Father
Hold up, these niggas ain't getting smarter
My dawg gone, now I'm living for his daughters
I know you would be right here if I wouldn't've caught them charges
Ayy, stuck up in a cell, it had my mind gone
My dawg sick on heroin, he know he dead wrong
I just put some flowers by my dawg headstone
You ever had to send a hit behind a jail phone?
All this media, I'm sick of all the fake love
Want a favor, ain't do nothing for me, got me fucked up
I moved on from fake friends, so they pissed off
You say you love me, but ain't pick up that collect call

Father, Father, Father, Father, Father
Ooh, I don't mean to be a bother
Ayy, but right now times are getting harder
Ayy, right now these times are getting harder
Father, Father, Father, Father, Father
Ooh, I don't mean to be a bother
Ayy, but right now times are getting harder
Ayy, right now these times are getting harder

These hoes say they love me but I know they lying
I'm tired of seeing my mama face with them teary eyes
Twenty-four court dates, I swear I got so sick and tired
I wanted to take a ten piece and take the long ride
Fighting murder charges, thought I wasn't gon' see the streets
Demons all up in my dreams, make it hard to sleep
You say you love me but you went and fucked my best friend
Gee Money died, now I gotta go sin again

Father, Father, Father, Father, Father
Ooh, I don't mean to be a bother
Ayy, but right now times are getting harder
Ayy, right now these times are getting harder
Father, Father, Father, Father, Father
Ooh, I don't mean to be a bother
Ayy, but right now times are getting harder
Ayy, right now these times are getting harder

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