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da’ betta - southern comfort - da’ mo lyrics

our father who art in heaven
we thank thee for your southern comfort
(for your southern comfort)
hallelujah

chourus:
forgive me for tomorrow and my yesterdays
mind on the money hands on the 40
let gangster pray
forgive me for my hustle
i forgive you for the struggle lord
bless me with you love and grace
to keep me out of trouble lord
2x

verse 1:
where the mother and the fathers?
where the teachers and the preachers at?
ain’t no role models in my hood
these n-ggas out here just teaching trap
ugly ways to look
twist yo fingers up and keep a strap
these b-tches and the haters
f-ck em both
you gotta watch yo back
grew around some smokers
then you know you gotta watch yo stash
grew around a pimp
he told me ‘nephew ‘gotta get yo cash!’
since then ive been investing
selling dollas´
tryna make it last
babies gotta eat
pay my bills i gotta make a stack
thirteen for a zip
these mexicans trippin’
bout to rob they -ss
only got 600
callin bro like
‘f-ck it, let’s go half’
bang the set in prison on some freewell sh-t
don’t make me mad
kids good
house big as sh-t
and my b-tch is bad
chours 2x

can you look past all the sh-t?
toting pistols and selling zips
two in the morning while we tip
just to throw money at the strip
broke n-ggas hate to see me stunt
but my b-tch down
she gon keep me up
police tryna clean the streets
she got me if the sweep me up
and i ain’t never by myself
9mm tucked
and i can’t lie, i’m papered up
but sometimes this sh-t get too tough
and sometimes i be missin my granny
and i feel like giving up
but my kids sh-t
what the f-ck they gon do if i leave this hoe
tryna to change my life
all i got is dope and pistols (smh)
some fancy clothes, a couple hoes
two or three bros
just the songs i wrote
that’s why daddy tryna get it
cause i’m tryna give y’all mo
that’s why daddy tryna st–z
cause i gotta get that dough

chours 2x

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