Que - DogFather Intro lyrics

[Verse 1] (Talk to 'em Que) Lost my seat two times in a row Hurt me, took my car, and plus some more Ever seen a grown man cry? What I want most money can't buy I'll trade it all to get my babies back And have that feeling to say "I created that" They tell you never question god's plan To pray, and leave the rest in god's hands Make its the timing, maybe its my karma Why you take my sons? Or was they some daughters? Questions I'll never know the answers to Got so tired of hearing "Que, I'm praying for you" That I ain't even want to talk to motherf**ers Found myself goin' off on motherf**ers I was in my feelings, really I was tripping I admit it, sh**, really, I was wiggin' Pissed, pointing the finger at my lady Black man hurt like sh** is why I kept her happy I was pa**ionate, but had that anger built up from always being broke, and I was spazzing Never got a chance to apologize for being inconsiderate, and for how I was acting [Verse 2] (Talk to 'em Que) Humble n***a, been the same from jump Always been me, ain't never faked the form (keep going) Shoot? Of course, I done did my shot dirt Like any other person walking on this earth But to have every single plan snatched away That's a feeling that I can't explain Its like the devil playing with me saying 'sike, ha got your a**' Like I'm a f**ing game [Interlude] (Damn its like that?...f** it keep going) [Verse 3] And all I'm left to do is stay positive Waiting for another stick to say positive Was fake the next time When them two lines pop up it'll be the f**ing opposite Maybe its the bogus, maybe its the juice Maybe its all the stress I put my b**h through I don't f**ing know, don't even got a clue Really, what the f** am I supposed to do? f** it, all the stress, pour another duece Light another loosie, f** them damn groupies I just want my gist, f** this other sh** f** that, f** the rap, f** the fame, f** these chains f** this Rollie, f** the Range, n***a f** everything Don't get me wrong, no, I'm blessed and grateful I'm more than thankful lord, I swear I'm graceful I'm so heartbroken, kinda disappointed Same sh** every time, just a different toilet And I don't mean to get too deep But its time for some real sh** for those who sleep My life is far from sweet, n***a this is me f** that new weird sh**, I'm doing this for the streets