[Verse 1]
My father didn't make it to thanksgiving
He already had enough on his plate
And I admire him for being resilient
But misery is stuck on his face
I really hate the fact I add to his stress
Every time he lights a cig I see him gasping for breath
Grabbing his chest as he falls to the floor
Doc's asking me whether to take him off of the cord
He doesn't see that he's killing himself
And he blows off anyone whose willing to help
Not realizing he's acting the same way that his uncle did
And unfortunately he died all because of it
If that isn't the biggest wake up call
I really hope and pray to god that my little brother is
I really hope and pray to god that my little brother is
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I know that we usually don't speak
Were not as close as we used to be
But it is something that just lies deep in me
I just want you to be proud of me, whoa oh
[Verse 2]
He told me he had a dream that I bought him a house
Which is crazy, cause I really only thought of it now
I think at that moment he really started believing me
Which was a relief to me, cause the part that was eating me-
Alive, is that I knew he thought he had failed me
As a parent, but it ain't really as apparent-
As most of these kids, who didn't even graduate
Had some of their own and started moving halves and eighth's
At least I stayed out of the game for my daddy's sake
But luckily, he saw custody he had to take
Now I don't know if he forseen my mother's fall
To become a drug lord and just say f*ck it all
But I thank him for taking me at a crucial time
I wouldn't be rapping right now, I'd be shooting nine's
I wouldn't be rapping right now, I'd be shooting nine's
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[Bridge]
All I ever wanted was to make you proud
All I ever wanted was to make you proud
All I ever wanted was to make you proud
And I gotta do it so I'm moving, out
All I ever wanted was to make you proud
All I ever wanted was to make you proud
All I ever wanted was to make you proud
And I gotta do it so I'm moving, out
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