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IAMSU lyrics : "Father God"

(Intro)
Yea
True story

Real life
Uh
Bout this life

Bout this life
Bout this life
Uh

Yea, yea

(Verse)

I'm not a king, (*##$ I'm a villain
Real busy ^!$$% from my appealin
I told my homies let me lead the way

I pray to God I see another day
I'm 23 and born like 23
In every other month I make like 10 at least

Spend this my receipts, tell it fell deep
Recent line at least with my dinner sweet
$#&@ a thousand dollars I spend that on snitch

$#&@ a thousand dollars I spend that on drinks
These ^!$$%s never felt no hunger peedy
I used to steal food to fill my dinner plate

Where I'm from people dyin every day
Doin what they can, they try to make a way
Where I'm from people dyin every day

Doin what they can, they try to make a way

Bout this life

Bout this life
Now let us pray
Uh

Now let us pray
Uh uh
Said bout here life

Let us pray
Father God, let us see another day
Now bout this life

Let us pray
Father God, let us see another day


(Verse)
I could go a whole lifetime without yo co-sign uh
Cuz I write dope lines

Dopper than !@%!e lines
I've been here for the whole time
I ain't never had no time to sit

So homie, it's go time
And I can't make no promises
'Cause it's all about the almighty dollar

Came from the land of the lost and forgotten
Drink to ^!$$%s that be started from the bottom
But you dig a little deeper, in the spot the way you found us

Bottles in the club and see me steady grindin
Came up from the bottom of the bottom tryna come up
Young king, I don't want my head cut off

People like Frany when the brake let off
Placin my vote that I never turned as you know
Touch a black op pop some adivle ladible

Price of success to my homies I never thought Tricy was truly a matter of fact
Stuntin them racks, hopin off stages across the globe
Learning bout things only God should know

Steadily stackin my broccoli though, watch me though

Pimp %#@! on these ^!$$%s

Too dumb all these hoes
Stackin up my bills
Countin all this dough


And these things that came from rap
You better get that through your skull

I'mma eat until I'm full, I'm shinin on you, never dull it aye

Bout here really

Bout here really
Now let us pray
Now let us pray
Bout here really
Bout here really

Let us pray, let us pray
Father God, let me see another day
Bout here really
Bout here really
Let us pray, let us pray

Father God, let me see another day

Have mercy on my soul
But really I'll turn up
Have mercy on my soul



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