Letra de Father - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

(Made by Fatboi, man, stop playin')

(Ayo, Bleu)

God, I ask you to protect my soul

I'm caught in the life I chose

(Go, Fatboi)

Mmm, mmm

I say, Father, I'm sorry and I'm hopin' that you do not fault me

I'm caught up slingin' iron, God, niggas tryna off me

Grandpa told me for to say my prayers 'fore I lay down, oh

Choppers all in the coupe, tryna get at them, man, fuck that nigga

Baby Joe step 'bout Boo and I been steady tendin' to them other niggas

Fifty shots in this car, my brother with me, we both bust at niggas

Rap nigga steady dissin' on them songs, but ain't fuckin' with me

Pull up in that Cutlass with that tool (Go), I got my top down

Hop up out this bitch and go to bustin', that's that Glock sound (Boom)

BRPD still wan' lay me down

Ain't no peace in this haunted town

Said that I'm a ho, he a fuckin' clown, tryna turn a smile to a frown

Poured up, sippin' mud, yeah, bang green with my thugs, yeah

Thinkin' that he want beats and he go to sleep, fuck who he was, yeah

Blood on top my shoes 'til I go six feet, we don't go to clubs, yeah

Only thing we do is wait outside, when he come outside, he fucked, yeah

To my fallen gravediggers, watch over us while we outside

Mask up with that green and leave out red on the other side

"Bah, bah," shots fired and Big Dump ain't make it out

I can put this on Bub, it ain't gon' stop until they all knocked off

I say, Father, I'm sorry and I'm hopin' that you do not fault me

I'm caught up slingin' iron, God, niggas tryna off me

Grandpa told me for to say my prayers 'fore I lay down, oh

I say, Father, can you save me?

I don't wanna upset you 'bout these niggas tryna play me

It's hard, so I'm watchin' all these niggas try to snake me

But I'ma keep my head on and stay with that dirty heat

Bought from out the streets, so you know this bitch dirty

And he do shit dirty, I'm talkin' 'bout that thirty

See me out, up your burner, bitch, I ain't worried

Whoever lose, they just deserve it, I just wan' see you murdered

Mindin' my business, they just wan' kill me, tryna figure out where Lil Top at

I ain't playin' shit cool, known to break all the rules and I'm posted up where it's hot at

Six-four, not two, Top say, "Now, do it," they gon' spin around where your block at (Yeah)

Pussy nigga, spin back, come and get you a hat, but you know you ain't on that, stop that

I done came a long way from lockdown, inside my cell with no mat

Me and Phat Black, Baby Joe gone, banger bang, stand on that

Nigga better not come 'cross that track

Stick go, "Pap-pap," leave you flat

Roll that bitch up in a pack

My God, forgive me for that

I say, Father, I'm sorry and I'm hopin' that you do not fault me

I'm caught up slingin' iron, God, niggas tryna off me

Grandpa told me for to say my prayers 'fore I lay down, oh

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