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Papa is saying, "I gotta go to work To make a future in this though world" But don't you know, I'm working on my shit Whenever it's hard, I'm landing on my feet Though for you, it is no use I know how it's hard to keep you amused Nobody knows 'bout the pain inside Go through the day with a smile but cries at night 'Cause all he does is try to make it alive Work-working hard from nine to five So strong no one can kill his drive When he sees a problem, no prob, he dives Sometimes I hate you 'cause I hate to hear What's in front of me, but now it's clear Papa he knows, he knows what's best He's trying to feed you with what's left But nobody knows what pain he held Tryna make it through another day Papa he knows, he knows what's best He's trying to feed you with what's left But nobody knows what pain he held Tryna make it through another day Sometimes he talks like he don't understand He gets on my nerves but that's his plan 'Cause he trying to make me learn his ways But that never works I have my own little plans Nobody knows 'bout the pain inside Go through the day with a smile but cries at night 'Cause all he wants is for me to make it right Papa, get over it, hmm, I'll survive Papa he knows, he knows what's best He's trying to feed you with what's left But nobody knows what pain he held Tryna make it through another day Papa he knows, he knows what's best He's trying to feed you with what's left But nobody knows what pain he held Tryna make it through another day Papa he knows, he knows what's best He's trying to feed you with what's left But nobody knows what pain he held Trying to make it through another day Make it through another day
Writer(s): Sapir Amar Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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