Chank Smith - Letter To My Father lyrics

[Intro: Chank Smith] You know we been through alot of Alot of stuff, you know We don't get, unfortunately, choose where we come from But You know [verse 1: Chank Smith] Straight up You can't choose your family But you can choose your friends How come it's always your family That switch you at the end This one goes out To my father in Primm It's hard to get out from under His shadow, he was so successful Me? I'm just trying to kick it Trying to get to L.A Trying to get lifted But nobody could trust me What i'm doing So I got to prove it to them man And not ruin My reputation And my last name Smith First name Chank baby Yo, it's so f**ing hard Especially when your girls blowing Up your mobile phone Trying to get you outta your zone But yo I'm trying hold my own At least I plan too Motherf**ers know I got kids to be a man too Not yet, but they still in my balls When they come out They gonna be like 6 feet tall [Hook: Chank Smith] Yo dad you don't like my music But somehow, you hear this, I just might lose it Cause this is a part of me I didn't choose it Please dad, I wish you could just Listen to my music (x5) [Verse 2: Chank Smith] They say you can't choose your family But you can choose your friends Then how come it's always your family That switch you at the end I remember how you felt when you threw the spatula At the back of my head When I was younger, dad Yea, it hit my ear And you went upstairs You said you was mad But I knew you was cryin' Mom told me later You didn't know it She said upstairs like "Why'd I throw it" You didn't wanna become What your dad was You wanted to nip this vicious cycle In the bu*t So worried that that one moment Scarred my life But dad, so far my life Is dope Yea, i'm doing what I wanna do Screwing who I wanna screw And don't worry Cause everything I do I can do it cause of you [Hook] They say you can't choose your family But you can choose your friends Then how come it's always your family That switch you at the end Hopefully, when I empty my balls To a girl I can show my son the world I can teach him everything you taught me And show him How he outta be I hope he does the same thing That I did with you Like, basically watch me like he recorded me And I am just a vessel Pa**ing through some knowledge Just incase my kid doesn't wanna go to college Coming through the future like Scott Mackler I know you concerned with what you did With the spatula But trust me Just let it go Just toss it to the side And let yourself grow Cause every human being does something wrong I'm okay But I know you won't listen to this song [Hook]