Hey son!
Be a good boy
Your dad was a broke boy
He was on the low boy
Don’t want you to taste from the suffering that i tasted
At least i got your every single thing that you wanted
Live your dream and never let your life be wasted
I was let down by all the friends that i trusted
Keep on your grind!
Put the money on your mind
You know you gotta grind
Yuh
I had a broke dad
You got a broke dad
But i worked hard
But i worked hard
Put family first and put the b#tches last
Yeah
Never trust the b#tches
They’ll come for your richies
Break your heart in pieces
And leave it up in stitches
You know i call them witches
Please be patient and really quiet as a dove
But remember you also gotta love
Don’t go for beauty, don’t go for curves
Sometimes they really hurt
Just like a knife i swear to god they cut
Go for what you feel inside
Son that’s how to get a bride
Try!
Don’t take the seeds less
You know family first
Always be sacrificial
Cos it’s always beneficial
Grew up with just a father
You know how that feels
Didn’t even bother
It was really mean
Son! i never want you to taste from the things that i tasted
Hey son!
Be a good boy
Your dad was a broke boy
He was on the low boy
Don’t want you to taste from the suffering that i tasted
At least i got your every single thing that you wanted
Live your dream and never let your life be wasted
I was let down by all the friends that i trusted
Hey son!
Be a good boy
Your dad was a broke boy
He was on the low boy
Don’t want you to taste from the suffering that i tasted
At least i got your every single thing that you wanted
Live your dream and never let your life be wasted
I was let down by all the friends that i trusted
n#gg#
Woah
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