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letra de do better - dad (rap)

[intro]
yeah this sh-t hot, baby
i been strugglin’ too long, man
this sh-t tirin’ out here in these streets, man
i ain’t never gon’ give up
all i know is someone gotta give
push it to the limit, baby
i just wanna make a positive impact in this world
it’s so hard (so hard)
and all for my family
real dad sh-t, gang gang gang (’til infinity, baby)
this sh-t tirin’ out here in these streets, man
[chorus]
twenty-five lighters on my dress hood
drug money ledger, i just wanna come up and do better
i was down bad for forever
yeah, i been down bad for forever (another creamy voice)
twenty-five (yeah) lighters on my dress hood
drug money ledger, (dadgod) i just wanna come up and do better (you’re f-cking magical)
(oh my god) i was down bad for forever (how do you do it?)
yeah, i been down bad for forever (wow, how to do it, dadgod, wow)

[verse 1]
i got dope boy magic like dumbledore
i don’t wanna wake up in the hood no more (no)
i want marble floors
i don’t wanna jug no more
this sh-t don’t feel good no more (i’m sick and tired of this sh-t)
what the f-ck my life so crooked for?
did i chose this, or did it chose me?
i remember my first oz, (yuh) i was so geeked
i thought i was og back in ’03
(yee) and i don’t sleep tryna meet this whole week
(bread, grain) used to think that it was so sweet

[interlude]
i been movin’ houses every godd-mn two months (goddammit)
(i’m tired) for nine years
(i’m tired) all these motherf-ckin’ neighbors is the police
you my f-ckin’ police
(f-ck ton) holy moly
i need my guacamole
i’m like a soccer goalie
can’t she get past me?
ayo, ay b-tch
who the f-ck is yo’ daddy?
i’m tryna plant seeds
talkin’ ’bout generational wealth, baby
yadida, dad
[chorus]
twenty-five lighters on my dress hood
(skeet skeet) drug money ledger, i just wanna come up and do better (skrree)
i was down bad for forever (skrrrr)
yeah, i been down bad for forever (another creamy voice)
twenty-five lighters on my dress hood
drug money ledger, i just wanna come up and do better (b-tch, i can’t believe you had the nerve)
i was down bad for forever
(ay, b-tch) yeah, i been down bad for forever (b-tch, i can’t believe you had the nerve)

[verse 2]
i was down bad, had to get up off my ass
had to get to this cash real fast, get a bag, h-ll yeah (skrrrr)
now i’m winnin’, ear to ear i’m grinnin’
b-tch i’ll munch your sinnin’
i repent all my sins to the dadgod (thank you dadgod) please
run my bands up, (thank you dadgod) please
i need to see my bands, yuh
(wow, you’re so rich, dadgod) yuh, i need to stack my racks up, (oh my god) yuh
i really love that stuff (material wealth, wow)
i stack my stack up on my stuff, now i’m stacked up
yeah, now i’m racked up, i’m jacked up (oh yeah, this is super cool)
i’m f-cking amped up, h-ll yeah i get it, dawg, i gotta (i’m gettin’ so much sh-t hands-on with this)

[outro]
i’m big papa, i got to
put on for my family, it’s just the dad in me
i hold you down like gravity
yeah, goddammit
yeah, it’s- it’s just the dad in me

- dad rap

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