Duquette
Yeah
Make you proud, oh yeah I did it
Dear Dad
Lost the first song that I wrote
Took awhile to cope
Death of my notes, like you
But let's move on
We got to be strong
Have faith in this dream
You told me to lean on
I'm your son/sun in the fullest
Like the beam strong
Though I still miss you
That won't be gone
You're up in Heaven
Getting along with everyone
I still have your Harley
Even though I don't ride it much
You should see the traffic in LA
The shit is nuts
Different world then Duquette
8 million and such
I miss your voice, that laugh, and touch
This shit ain't fair I'll say because
You were stripped early of your narrative
For a long time it was unbearable
Drown myself in substances terrible
I'm sorry for times I embarrassed you
But that's in the past no I can't change those
Believe it or not I still wear your clothes
Forward March was the first tattoo I chose
I carry you with me everywhere I go
You still live on inside our souls
As Max plays the beat to the song I wrote
We'll keep you alive in life with flows
My Dad, a son, poet, and hero
It's in the blood
Poetic justice
F*cking love you Dad
Miss you all the time
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Duquette
Yeah
Make you proud, oh yeah I did it
Dear Dad
Lost the first song that I wrote
Took awhile to cope
Death of my notes, like you
But let's move on
We got to be strong
Have faith in this dream
You told me to lean on
I'm your son/sun in the fullest
Like the beam strong
Though I still miss you
That won't be gone
You're up in Heaven
Getting along with everyone
I still have your Harley
Even though I don't ride it much
You should see the traffic in LA
The shit is nuts
Different world then Duquette
8 million and such
I miss your voice, that laugh, and touch
This shit ain't fair I'll say because
You were stripped early of your narrative
For a long time it was unbearable
Drown myself in substances terrible
I'm sorry for times I embarrassed you
But that's in the past no I can't change those
Believe it or not I still wear your clothes
Forward March was the first tattoo I chose
I carry you with me everywhere I go
You still live on inside our souls
As Max plays the beat to the song I wrote
We'll keep you alive in life with flows
My Dad, a son, poet, and hero
It's in the blood
Poetic justice
F*cking love you Dad
Miss you all the time
Yeah
Make you proud, oh yeah I did it
Dear Dad
Lost the first song that I wrote
Took awhile to cope
Death of my notes, like you
But let's move on
We got to be strong
Have faith in this dream
You told me to lean on
I'm your son/sun in the fullest
Like the beam strong
Though I still miss you
That won't be gone
You're up in Heaven
Getting along with everyone
I still have your Harley
Even though I don't ride it much
You should see the traffic in LA
The shit is nuts
Different world then Duquette
8 million and such
I miss your voice, that laugh, and touch
This shit ain't fair I'll say because
You were stripped early of your narrative
For a long time it was unbearable
Drown myself in substances terrible
I'm sorry for times I embarrassed you
But that's in the past no I can't change those
Believe it or not I still wear your clothes
Forward March was the first tattoo I chose
I carry you with me everywhere I go
You still live on inside our souls
As Max plays the beat to the song I wrote
We'll keep you alive in life with flows
My Dad, a son, poet, and hero
It's in the blood
Poetic justice
F*cking love you Dad
Miss you all the time
Writer: Keane Carlson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid