(JT Money)
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What up G'yea
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Father to son, know what it is
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What up son, how you feelin'?
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It won't be long before I return in God's willin'
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But in the mean time, do everything grandma tell ya
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Follow her words, and I promise you they won't fail ya
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Just be strong and take care of your little sister (...boiiy)
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Tell her that I love her and that daddy miss her
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You know I love you two, just keep doin' good in school
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And remember bein' bad, boy, don't make you cool
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Might make a fool of yourself, or you'll end up like me
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Incarserated and I know you will be s and b
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We should be free, my son, you know I wouldn't lie to you
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So make the garden, and these hoes don't apply to you
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Ya heard me boy?
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You gotta dedicate your life to God
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Cause he's the one who blessed you from the start and made you smart
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I know you smart, that's why I write you this type of letter
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But I shouldn't worry too much because we raised you better
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Me and my momma, and I know that you gonna represent
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And thank you for the letters and the pensions that you sent
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You made me happy, I was blessed with you when I was young
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And we gonna grow up together, father and son, father and son
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(JT Hook)
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Nobody seperate us that's a fact
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I'm never goin' back to the projects, the black man just stay largest
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Down in the hoosy-a-way
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It hurt my heart to think that you could end up that way, so I pray
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(Chorus)
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It hurts me father, seein' your mi-nd can falter
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We must be faltered, ¡®cause we pray, here it go-es
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When I get out it's gonna be us, see?
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Me, you, and G'jay& Jess, outta the family
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At DZ, or wherever else y'all wanna go
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I promise y'all, they won't seperate us no more, not in this life time
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Ya know y'all mean the world to me, and nothin' more presious than my boys
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and girl to me
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Not even me, so when your wrong, I'm correctin' you
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Cause if I don't, It's as good as negletin' you
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Now this the truth, see I only want what's best for you
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And if there's somethin' you can't do, I won't think less of you
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Just try your best, I can see you got my ways in you
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But I don't want you goin' through the same things I went through
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See I was wild, even when I didn't have to be
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That's why you always see them people comin' after me
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But not no more, you see this change here had to come
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I couldn't pasursize livin' down to my son...not to my son
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(JT Hook x2)
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(Chorus x2)
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Boy, I just love spendin' time with you (that's right)
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When you get older, I might even bust rhymes with you, if you want to
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You know, you always make me proud of you (that's right)
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No matter what the situation I'll go out with you
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But I don't want you, to think that goin' to jail's cool
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Just cause I didn't, boy you still gotta finish school, don't be no fool
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See I went back and got mine, so if there's somethin' I wanna do, they can't
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stop mine
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You know what I'm talkin' about, the people who make up excuses
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Besides entertainment, labour sports, they think we're useless
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But see the truth is in the good and when they puttin', whip on ya ass
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When you get that money fast, you spend that money fast, boy
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Everything you think you wanna do, I finally done it
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See when I'm gone, everything I own, you gonna want it
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And if you decide to settle down with a woman, make sure ya know her
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It's cool to love someone, but don't be a sucker for her
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(JT Hook x2)
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(Chorus x2 to fade)
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Father to Son
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JT Money |