| I know my drinking from my daddy
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| Used to kick the wisdom when while he sipped up on his Brandy
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| He pushed the limit but that nigga used to whip it like a caddy
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| Never saw the method to his madness
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| Someday’s I would scream, «I can’t stand you»
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| And then he slipped up say he wished he never had me
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| I closed the distance once that nigga moved to Cali
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| I wish I never moved to Cali
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| I can’t even hold a grudge no more
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| Tough love, don’t made me go work
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| Same for the niggas that I really don’t trust
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| Only when I’m drunk
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| So I think I call him up and say
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| He used to pray for them better days till they came 'round
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| Hate where I’m heading but I can’t slow down
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| Pray that I feel the same when I come down, hey
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| Been tryna make a change, I don’t know how
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| Maybe I was meant to take the long way 'round?
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| Pray that I feel the same when I come down, hey
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| Pray that I feel the same when I come down
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| Pray that I feel the same when I come down
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| Pray that I feel the same when I come down
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| Barely on my own, see me on a row
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| But them innocence since I visit, hate to I see you getting old
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| And I wished I never bend you for the things you didn’t know
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| Sometimes I wish I had you to keep me on my toes
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| How it feel pops, to see your young boy getting money
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| Got that deal pops, put a little back up in your pocket
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| Here pops, I can pay you back for coming out for real pops
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| Finally living like you lived
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| He used to pray for them better days till they came 'round
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| Hate where I’m heading but I can’t slow down
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| Pray that I feel the same when I come down, hey
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| Been tryna make a change, I don’t know how
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| Maybe I was meant to take the long way 'round?
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| Pray that I feel the same when I come down |