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letra de can't af(forde) to greave - ijf preach

[verse 1: mothers perspective]
shutup and quit sulking man, there’s kids going through worse
so while i abuse and manipulate, you gon’ feel hurt
feel like you deserve to be mistreated by your mother
see, i don’t like your father, so imma keep him from you
and imma tell you that he never did sh-t for you
although he always sending gifts, and writing money orders
i know he’s broke, and i got more than enough to support us
but i am wicked, only used him for you and my daughter
your dad won’t go to court? he has to play my game
that way i’m not alone in my misery
time’s ticking see you getting older, notice your smarts
young man turn into a grown up
started asking questions, relative to your pops
you were like, “moms does he wanna see me or not?”
meanwhile, whole time, y’all victim to my plot
my home, my phone, can’t call this area code
i know he never cared for you, he’d leave you alone
in your time of need, tell me where was he then
years later had to ask myself the same question…

[hook]
you both tell me that you love me, but y’all really don’t
stranded out here on the road, get it on my own
y’all both taught how to deal with my emotions
i had to learn the write way, that’s why this pen is stroking (x2)

[verse 2: preach’s perspective]
i wiped my face, no longer filled with tears to soak it
my head up, can’t afford to dwell in my emotions
therefore, i’m always toking, this weed i be smoking
got my mind elevated, third vision is opened
dreams to ball like the magic, bring em the hocus pocus
pushing forward, full throttle like i’m in a lotus
nothing distracts my focus
money making moves is always the motive
since a younging forced to grow a pair and grow up
but my parents are f-cked, raised me fearing their guts
messed up, but in a way i recognize it was love
invested every moment that you had to make me perfect
even if it came to beatings and a lot of torment
always disappointed, you wondered if i was r-t-rded
cause i liked to see my father
he cares, yet he doesn’t
the same with my mother; this is why i’m always blunted
pops woulda never threw me out if i stayed
but i ain’t have the money to travel all that way
babe p-ss the hennessy…p-ss that ,that hennessy yeah

[hook]
you both tell me that you love me, but y’all really don’t
left me out here on the road stranded on my own
y’all both taught me how to deal with my emotions
i had to learn the write way, that’s why this pen stroking (x2)

i said i had to learn the write way, that’s why this pen is stroking

- ijf preach

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