If I don’t ball, then everything ’round me fall Had a baby as a kid, mama kicked me out They think I ain’t a threat Jordan, sorry I wasn't there for all your birthdays Jordan, sorry I wasn't there for all your birthdays Had to go and hit a lick, tryna put food in your mouth But I had to step up, my daddy had left us I’m prayin’ to God to watch my kids, that’s my all…, Your email address will not be published. Keep my past closed, 'member I ain't had no dough Ridin' in the car, you don't play me, then he gon' scream, [Verse 1: Offset] But still can go even farther Not two, not three, all four, that's all they know [Verse 2: Offset] Even though we gotta catch up, pray to God that he bless us Ridin' in the car, you don't play me, then he gon' scream. I'm a father of four, gotta get that cash, gold. − If you think you know me from the facets they show these folks to get money, I gotta laugh But there's so much more to me I was oh so broke when I had you (When I had you) It’s noisy off the set path I tried to hit, I wasn't rich, and had no workplace So much more to be than just alive My son, Kody, he three, rappin' already like me I missed the first years of your life, I’m sorry My son Kody, he three, rappin’ already like me Spend a big bag on clothes, Gucci from the head to toes Because I craft some shit to make my people proud Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language: [Intro: Big Rube] If I don't ball, then everything 'round me fall And so I speak aloud, but not loud enough yet = Kulture, remind me of my grandma, feel like she is closer Kalea, you my first, first daughter Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Your mama tried to push me down, ain’t let me stay at the house, [Verse 2: Offset] Keep my past closed, 'member I ain't had no dough. Your email address will not be published. Locked up down the road when I had you (When I had you) Locked up down the road when I had you (When I had you) Last.fm Music | Copyright © 2020 CBS Interactive Inc. / All rights reserved. NEW SONG: AC/DC - "Shot In The Dark" - LYRICS, HOT SONG: 21 Savage x Metro Boomin - "My Dawgâ" - LYRICS. Copyright: Writer(s): Leland Wayne, Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Ruben Bailey Lyrics Terms of Use. Wish and will, can go harder My son Kody, he three, rappin' already like me.
Wish and will, can go harder I am who you see Tryna find my soul when I had you (When I had you)
My son Kody, he three, rappin' already like me Tell the truth, I ain't really know if I was your father But all preconceived notions, I’ve arrived Yeah, you already know what it is (Swerve) Spend a big bag on clothes, Gucci from the head to toes. I was 17 years old when I had you (When I had you) Must need rehab Even though we gotta catch up, pray to God that he bless us They think I ain't a threat [Verse 2: Offset] I'm a father of four, gotta get that cash, gold Keep my past closed, 'member I ain't had no dough Spend a big bag on clothes, Gucci from the head to toes Not two, not three, all four, that's all they know Kulture, remind me of my grandma, feel like she is … To Offset, [Chorus: Offset] Ana Free), Busta Rhymes – Everybody Rise Again Lyrics, R. Stevie Moore – I Wish I Could Sing Lyrics, Chris Robinson Brotherhood – Wanderer’s Lament Lyrics, Shy Girls – Xhampagne Lyrics (feat. [Chorus: Offset] What you hear is part of me I tried to hit, I wasn’t rich, and had no workplace I tried to hit, I wasn't rich, and had no workplace Keep my past closed, 'member I ain't had no dough. In that time, I went the hardest
I missed the first years of your life, I'm sorry Yeah, you already know what it is (Swerve) Ups and downs in this fame, roller coaster I’ma put the money up for y’all, I can’t be selfish Your mama tried to push me down, ain't let me stay at the house I'ma keep grindin' for my kids, never gon' let up Keep my past closed, ‘member I ain’t had no dough But all preconceived notions, I've arrived
Jordan, sorry I wasn’t there for all your birthdays Tryna find my soul when I had you (When I had you)
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I am who you see How can I make choices I’ve yet to discover we have? Ups and downs in this fame, roller coaster
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[Verse 2: Offset] I’m a father of four, gotta get that cash, gold Keep my past closed, ‘member I ain’t had no dough Spend a big bag on clothes, Gucci from the head to toes Not two, not three, all four, that’s all they know Kulture, remind me of my grandma, feel like she is … Required fields are marked *. I was seventeen years old when I had you (When I had you) Tell the truth, I ain’t really know if I was your father 5 Or as loud as I can get It’s called being civilized A reality smith, you love my craftsmanship Spend a big bag on clothes, Gucci from the head to toes. In that time, I went the hardest I'm a father of four, gotta get that cash, gold.
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A son, a brother, a husband, a father Or as loud as I can get Locked up down the road when I had you (When I had you) I was oh so broke when I had you (When I had you) [Intro: Big Rube] But not to trivialize your belief in the semi-fictionalized Spend a big bag on clothes, Gucci from the head to toes I'm prayin' to God to watch my kids, that's my all... [Chorus: Offset] Ridin' in the car, you don't play me, then he gon' scream. Had a baby as a kid, mama kicked me out So much more to be than just alive
I’ma keep grindin’ for my kids, never gon’ let up Tryna find my soul when I had you (When I had you) Because I craft some shit to make my people proud More than this generic term “artist.” Then I got caught for the shit, in the pen when she pushed you out
But still can go even farther It's noisy off the set path I was oh so broke when I had you (When I had you) And so I speak aloud, but not loud enough yet If you think you know me from the facets they show these folks to get money, I gotta laugh Then I got caught for the shit, in the pen when she pushed you out Not two, not three, all four, that’s all they know
Not two, not three, all four, that's all they know. I'ma put the money up for y'all, I can't be selfish Ridin' in the car, you don't play me, then he gon' scream. Jordan, sorry I wasn't there for all your birthdays
A son, a brother, a husband, a father It's called being civilized How funny it is you don’t realize the skill lies in knowing within the truth there’s still lies Ridin’ in the car, you don’t play me, then he gon’ scream, [Verse 1: Offset] .hide-if-no-js { [Verse 2: Offset] I'm a father of four, gotta get that cash, gold Keep my past closed, 'member I ain't had no dough Spend a big bag on clothes, Gucci from the head to toes Not two, not three, all four, that's all they know Kulture, remind me of my grandma, feel like she is … Kalea, you my first, first daughter https://lyrics.az/chris-walker/allsongs.html, https://lyrics.az/nf/therapy-session/real.html, Chris Robinson Brotherhood – Tornado Lyrics, David Carreira – Acabou Lyrics (feat.
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