This ain’t what these niggas want
Cause they don’t know no better
Taking trips around the sun
My soul gon be here forever
You the seed to your life
Here for one blink
Losing my sleep
Losing my keys
Losing lights
Pocket
Dash
Drop it out the window
Siren
Coppers
Black skin
So you a monster
Suppose to protect but harm ya
Yes ya honor
He killed a man
He was taught to leave him right where he stands
Drop the keys show me ya hands
He lost his flesh
Right in front his fam
Soul collector he don’t give a damn
Live forever off this pill take it
Hold your horses homie there’s a waitlist
You lived fast you was too impatient
Eternal life with familiar faces
It’s a cycle
You won’t need ya savings
Father, Father, Father won’t you catch me
I’ve been falling on my way to you
If you come I stay for you
In tune with the moon and the ocean
Think it’s something bout the way they move
We cannot escape the truth
I’m in the fold like a file
Ima ride for mine
And Ima show up at the trial
Ima grown ass man
I do not kid around
I do not sit around
I hate to see u frown
But the universe
Smilin & laughing
At plans that u hatching against me
Too many chances
They hands out to get me
Father forgive me
I am attempting to murder the enemy
Everything, negative energy
Throw me a felony
Sentence me
It was written
In the script of the century
Played the role
To a T and it fit me
One of one
Type of hype
In the city though
On the run
If the blue light is visible
How do you serve
Reality miserable
Indica slowing the visual
Foot on the neck of politico
I'm sick of dodging the cynical
I seen it all
It was biblical
I’m with the sin to get rid of you
Then I’d be involved with the issue too
Pride is residing within a group
Of black males
No father figure, so it’s crack sales
Is that selfish? shit
Pack well for the trip
Father, Father, Father won’t you catch me
I’ve been falling on my way to you
If you come I stay for you
In tune with the moon and the ocean
Think it’s something bout the way they move
We cannot escape the truth
Father, Father, Father won’t you catch me
I’ve been falling on my way to you
If you come I stay for you
In tune with the moon and the ocean
Think it’s something bout the way they move
We cannot escape the truth
Father was written by Jurdan Bryant & Uno Hype.
Father was produced by Nicky Quinn.