Dead Beat Lyrics - Astro

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(Verse)
It was a Friday, I was chillin on stealth
Moms had to go to work, I couldn’t watch myself
I’m thinking I’m chillin with one of my uncles in the park
But I had to chill with deadbeat that’s when it got dark
When mama broke the news I swear to God I almost shouted
But she pay them twenty dollars so I couldn’t get up out it
Up in the crib with his bipolar sister, she was insane
It was a shame and he don’t really smoke or tappin the vein
I’ve seen them do some crazy things
Call my mom and sisters some crazy names
Almost get beat up on the train from running this lick to a crip with the grip
He was really trippin, I knew I had to be different
Deadbeat fathers listen

(Hook x2)
That’s the word that my pop said
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Throw it to me bitch so I’ll have one over my pop’s head
That’s the word that my pop said
Throw it to me bitch so I’ll have one over my pop’s head

(Verse)
I thank God for my mama, ’cause pops only brought drama
Almost forgot my name messing with that marijuana
You wanna be a yady, but never been to Jamaica
Our boys had the facts to prove you was a faker
Sometimes I thought my making was mistaking
How you waiting on your own creation behaving as if there’s no relation?
But when I bring the papers in this correlation,
If life’s a hotline his responsibility is the call awaiting
It’s hard up offside but we inside
You got the jeep ride, you blazy
Keeping the fun away G
Fed me ketchup and vegetables, ketchup and vegetables
The devil would make me better food than ketchup and vegetables
Ayo devil am I right?
You ain’t hop-hop so bring you back ’cause screw that
Who that? Call me Mr. Astro Classy
Flashy whatever you want just not Mr. Bradley

(Hook x2)
That’s the word that my pop said
Throw it to me bitch so I’ll have one over my pop’s head
That’s the word that my pop said
Throw it to me bitch so I’ll have one over my pop’s head

(Verse)
Daddy gave me a name and walked away
But if he knew that I’d be pay
He probably be right here today,
He was a debby no debate to him,
I dedicate this tape and then got nothing else to say
You by your son you’re getting play
Clean up your act, oh wait, I’m paid,
I probably order you and me
Ripping it on stage is how I stick it to your face,
I’m going extra over beats because I know you’re watching me
So father’s never leave me kids
Because you never know when they’ll grow up to be.

That’s the word that my pop said
That’s the word that my pop said
That’s the word that my pop said
That’s the word that my pop said





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