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Letter To My Son Lyrics & Chords By Don Trip

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Please, No pitty for a G
Know I got a son that I barely get to see
I see him for an hour, after that he gotta leave,
On top of that I only get to see him once a week,
Yeah, right, look at me, well f-ck (?) and whoever disagree
I learned a valuable lesson indeed,
But I'm just tryna be the best father I can be
Apparantly I'm an unfit father, coz all I know is dope,
And all i got is 30 dollas
But im selling dope to help my family get farther
Cuz no 9 to 5 is gonna provent us from starving
I'm sorry Jaylen, I dont get to see ya like I want to
I just want to let you know i want to
If the court grant me visitation then im going to,
But your'e too young to understand what were goin through
And your momma low down
Shes just doin everything to hurt me right now
Why? coz i dont love her like I used to
So to get back at me she know she gotta use you
And I dont know what else to do
She dont understand that this shit will bruise you too
And now I gotta take the bitch to court
So either way its a lose lose
I try talking to the bitch, but she keep using you as a bargaining chip
And I am not the one to be bargaining with
That just make me wanna go and put my palms on that bitch
I swear this shit aint even right bruh
I aint even got the chance to change a f-ckin diaper

This is what I get for going raw when I piped her
Thinkin that I loved her when I shouldn't of even liked her
But I do not regret ma child
Stupid bitch I just wanna see ma child
Do watch you make but you will never make me bow
F-ck child support bitch take me to trial
Why you with this sh-t cause I aint read you no vowels?
Bitch move on, me and you aint working out
So what it matter if I moved to work out
Long as I provide and put food in his mouth
Matter of fact I in school right now in case the music dont work
And I can put the work down
My momma say this sh-t sure to work out
All the bullsh-t I'm going through to see my first child
See his first steps, see his first smile
Hear his first words, teach him how to count
But I guess I've been counted out
Seein' as the bitch don't want me around
When I speak to him he don't recognise the sound
The sound of my voice so he just looks around
I know she enjoys so I suck it up and smile
But f-ck this stupid b-tch, I just wanna see my child
I just wanna see my
I just wanna see my child
Stupid bitch I hope you proud

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