Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Polo G
Polo G
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Taurus Bartlett
Taurus Bartlett
Lyrics
Joshua Luellen
Joshua Luellen
Composer
Luis Bacque
Luis Bacque
Composer
Allen Ritter
Allen Ritter
Composer
Tim Gomringer
Tim Gomringer
Composer
Jermaine Elliott
Jermaine Elliott
Composer
Kevin Gomringer
Kevin Gomringer
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Southside
Southside
Producer
Cubeatz
Cubeatz
Producer
Luis Bacque
Luis Bacque
Producer
Allen Ritter
Allen Ritter
Producer
Jermaine Elliott
Jermaine Elliott
Producer
Todd Hurtt
Todd Hurtt
Recording Engineer
William Frenchman
William Frenchman
Assistant Engineer
MixedbyAli
MixedbyAli
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

God said, "I'll take care of it," I said, "Amen" God said, "Just believe whatever you do" And I'm promising to never stop believing Uh, uh, uh, uh In whatever I do, whatever I do, whatever I do, uh This just a letter to my daddy I know forever that you got me We gon' always stick together, you my rappy Uh, yeah, you know how we steppin' for the family I'm just tryna give you your flowers while you still here The type of shit that make a grown man shed a real tear Lettin' my son down, that's somethin' that I still fear Trenches gun sounds, somethin' that I still hear, uh I can't lie, my pride too strong to let you waste away You been my hero for so long, hopin' I can save the day But where I'm from, we rockin' hoodies, bitch, this ain't a cape Addiction hard, I know that's somethin' you just can't escape Tryna just make a hit, just add it to my catalog I went from Xans, Percs, and X pills to Adderall Ever since a kid, I seen you trippin' off that alcohol And in the hood, I seen too many from that battle fall, uh Deadbeats can lead to death, that's a scary sequence My pops was there, he never left me wonderin' where he went I'm forever grateful for the time that we spent So I can only thank you to the fullest extent This just a letter to my daddy I know forever that you got me We gon' always stick together, you my rappy Uh, yeah, you know how we steppin' for the family I'm just tryna give you your flowers while you still here The type of shit that make a grown man shed a real tear Lettin' my son down, that's somethin' that I still fear Trenches gun sounds, somethin' that I still hear, uh (This just a letter to my daddy) Ay, I'm four days before my 19th birthday A lot of my friends didn't have a father That's the reality of where I'm from, shit, I didn't have one Like my father was pretty inconsistent, I know him and I love him And you know that really instilled in me to be a man for my kid, you know what I'm saying? To sti-, to stick around and watch him I used to rap when I'd be with my pops And we'd be on the block with his homies, and I'd be rapping, like And they'd just be laughing at me and shit Yeah, he used to bust a lil' rhyme and- And I'd just sit back and laugh at him, you know what I'm saying? 'Cause I know he just emulating the things I put him up on (I know forever that you got me) God said, "I'll take care of it," I said, "Amen" God said, "Just believe whatever you do" And I'm promising to never stop believing In whatever I do, whatever I do, whatever I do
Writer(s): Joshua Howard Luellen, Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer, Allen Raphael Ritter, Taurus Tremani Bartlett, Jermaine Elliot, Luis Bacque Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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