Father Fredo Bang

[Intro]
Ayy, boy
What- What the business is, nigga?
Oh you heard Gee gettin' it in with that boy?
Yeah, you don't hear it
Nah
Yeah
Ah, okay, okay
This the realest shit I ever wrote, ayy
This the realest shit I ever wrote
I cried making this bitch here, nigga

[Chorus]
Father, Father, Father, Father, Father
Ooh, I don't mean to be a bother
Ayy, but right now times are getting harder
Ayy, right now these times are gettin' harder
Father, Father, Father, Father, Father
Ooh, I don't mean to be a bother
Ayy, but right now times are getting harder
Ayy, right now these times are gettin' harder

[Verse 1]
Father, Father, Father, Father, Father
Hold up, these niggas ain't gettin' smarter
My dawg gone, now I'm living for his daughters
I know you would be right here if I wouldn't've caught them charges
Ayy, stuck up in a cell, it had my mind gone
My dawg sick on heroin, he know he dead wrong
I just put some flowers by my dawg headstone
You ever had to send a hit behind a jail phone?
All this media, I'm sick of all the fake love
Want a favor, ain't do nothin' for me, got me fucked up
I moved on from fake friends, so they pissed off
You say you love me, but ain't pick up that collect call