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Black American Dad Story

Duration

3:16

Genres

Hip-Hop

Lyrics

I knew my pops smoked weed, I swore that was it Every time he copped he always took me with Moms, she complained that he was late on the rent But I didn't mind moving, I was just a little kid At 10 years old I was optimistic 8 Years later the times were different 7 Years ago while snooping in his room I opened up a box and found five syringes None of them were open so I still aint believe it Moms tried to tell me it couldn't be any other reason Pops likes to get higher than the weed got him I guess the Kush rushes just weren't enough It's kind of funny because I never saw the base After copping he'd flash a weed sack in my face I guess he was embarrassed or maybe it was love My pops always told me to stay away from drugs Chorus My moms said my pops doing dope (I aint believe her) My sister said my pops smoking coke (I aint belive her) My n**** says my pops smoking crack, I said how'd you know He said yesterday he sold him some blow (repeat)

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