Conversations Lyrics

Conversations - Kelvin Ricch

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Hey son!

Be a good boy

Your dad was a broke boy

He was on the low boy

Don't want you to taste from the suffering that I tasted

At least I got your every single thing that you wanted

Live your dream and never let your life be wasted

I was let down by all the friends that I trusted

Keep on your grind!

Put the money on your mind

You know you gotta grind

Yuh

I had a broke dad

You got a broke dad

But I worked hard

But I worked hard

Put family first and put the bitches last

Yeah

Never trust the bitches

They'll come for your richies

Break your heart in pieces

And leave it up in stitches

You know I call them witches

Please be patient and really quiet as a dove

But remember you also gotta love

Don't go for beauty, don't go for curves

Sometimes they really hurt

Just like a knife I swear to God they cut

Go for what you feel inside

Son that's how to get a bride

Try!

Don't take the seeds less

You know family first

Always be sacrificial

Cos it's always beneficial

Grew up with just a father

You know how that feels

Didn't even bother

It was really mean

Son! I never want you to taste from the things that I tasted

Hey son!

Be a good boy

Your dad was a broke boy

He was on the low boy

Don't want you to taste from the suffering that I tasted

At least I got your every single thing that you wanted

Live your dream and never let your life be wasted

I was let down by all the friends that I trusted

Hey son!

Be a good boy

Your dad was a broke boy

He was on the low boy

Don't want you to taste from the suffering that I tasted

At least I got your every single thing that you wanted

Live your dream and never let your life be wasted

I was let down by all the friends that I trusted

Nigga

Woah