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"Give Me a Sign" Ft. N.O.T.Y.
(Intro)
I really wish you were there for me,
I really wish that you showed that you cared for me,
I really wish that you had things prepared for me,
I wish you had time to share with me,
I said I said
(Chorus)
I really wish you were there for me,
I really wish that you showed that you cared for me,
I really wish that you had things prepared for me,
I wish you had time to share with me,
Pops gimme a sign
Just give me a sign that we share
(Verse 1-N.O.T.Y.)
Mama say we act just alike but how would I know,
'Cause you was never there in my life,
I mean I'll never hold nothing against ya,
We stayed outta touch but to let you know I miss ya,
Rollin' up this swisher goin' through these pictures,
Liberian boy Bassa tribe I know what's in ya,
I'll never forget the times that we had,
But when things got bad you flew back to the pad,
Damn I got mad 'cause I was missin' out on something everybody had,
What's that Phil? a dad swag,
Memories keep me up pourin' gin in my cup,
Overflowin' the glass until they say that's enough,
But I'm the one that's fallin'
Stuck at the bottom of the map like New Orleans,
Lord hear me callin' keep that man from stallin',
Pops give me a sign 'cause I'm tired of fuckin' crawlin'
(Chorus)
(Verse 2-Top Billion)
I know a thing that alot of niggas didn't have was a dad in the pad,
To show 'em things like how to be a man,
Well understand my pops gave all he can,
Except time with his son that ain't in his plans,
Some people drive by my crib and think all is grand,
But they don't know about what go on in this house,
Dad was cheatin' on his spouse always creepin' in and out,
And hardly talked about what a man should know about,
Ain't teach me to shave I just had to do my thang,
AIn't teach me no games so what sports could I play,
Ain't teach me to fight so I've always been 'fraid,
And you wonder why I am who you're seein' today,
See who wun't a bad father but coulda tried harder,
And been a lil' smarter on how I was brought up,
I'm the eldest son of his two plus a daughter,
I just wish pops gave more tips when I dropped
(Chorus)
(Verse 3-N.O.T.Y.)
Hold ya head up youngin' we livin' no more trippin',
And tell 'em father figures that we ain't gotta miss 'em,
And when we get back on our feet we gon' handle business,
'Cause I'm my own man no more of a spittin' image,
Hold ya head up youngin' we livin' no more trippin',
And tell 'em father figures that we ain't gotta miss 'em,
And when we get back on our feet we gon' handle business,
'Cause I'm my own man no more of a spittin' image,
It burns my chest and it aches my soul,
To know there's a half of a Phil that I just don't know,
A half of my fam I just don't know,
I missed the chance to see my sister grow into a wonderful - woah,
What's happenin' bro out there in San Fran,
Heard you was the damn man 'member at pops we used to am-scram,
Or either get yourself left behind 'cause dad was tearin' behinds,
When he came across what he would find,
So pops let's make it official you'll die alone and I'mma roam until my end too,
Give me a sign
(Chorus)
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