Father Forgive Me

Travis Thompson

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    Okay, okay, okay
    Got marijuana all in my palms
    Got honey mustard all in my jeans
    Got Based God slappin in my car
    Whole block yellin'
    Fuck KD
    Got a list full of all my wrongs
    Tryna run up 'fore my God take me
    Got a scraper and I'm ready, rollin hella fuckin heavy
    Through the city screaming
    Forgive me!

    Got commas coming you can bet on that
    Used to run around, let my headphones slap
    Used to hit them licks with all my friends and them
    My big homie pawn that shit
    Then we spend that cash
    Used to sit in back, telling slicks like hey
    Take a pic of that, send that shit my way
    Used to talk big game like
    Bitch, run my fade
    But I'm soft as fuck, you know my ass got laid

    The fuck I let go, got beefs callin my mom
    She give me them whoopings when I get at home
    Like I didn't just get my ass beat at the park
    But it's cool, swear it's cool
    I get love now I'm on that
    She come to the shows and take shots with the fans
    Got licks from the belt when got caught with the grams
    Now I burn 'em with confidence all on my porch
    Cause I'm home and I'm grown and I do it all for this
    Singin

    I'm coming home
    Make a place for me
    Let the love inside
    Take the hate in me
    Father forgive me
    Father, father form my ways
    If yesterday was wrong, I'll write 'em down today

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    I'm coming home
    Make a place for me
    Let the love inside
    Take the hate in me
    Father forgive me
    Father, father form my ways
    If yesterday was wrong, I'll write 'em down today

    If I die before I wake, if I go before you do
    Pray to God my family's straight
    I'll pass 'em down a house or two
    My grandson know his poppa was a fuckin legend in these streets
    They play me out apartment windows
    Soundtrack every metro seat

    Tapatio still on my popcorn
    Ride around still calling shotgun
    Never really gave the homies gas money
    But I'm whippin now I'm screamin that I got us
    Cause the homies they knew
    I had something special, and I knew it too
    I tell 'em to give me some time when
    We all gon' be straight
    Gon' be hoes at them shows, and a boat for the lake

    Aw damn
    Oh God now
    Daddy say we warriors
    We from the res, we beat that cancer, beat addiction
    Fuck with us
    We let too many dudes with no money talk
    It was Fallon
    So I'm silent when I move
    And the numbers speak for me now
    I'm comin

    I'm coming home
    Make a place for me
    Let the love inside
    Take the hate in me
    Father forgive me
    Father, father form my ways
    If yesterday was wrong, I'll write 'em down today

    I'm coming home
    Make a place for me
    Let the love inside
    Take the hate in me
    Father forgive me
    Father, father form my ways
    If yesterday was wrong, I'll write 'em down today

    I'm coming home
    Make a place for me
    Let the love inside
    Take the hate in me
    Father forgive me
    Father, father form my ways
    If yesterday was wrong, I'll write 'em down today

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