Smaddy Wend - Holy Father

Holy Father, the struggle is real
On my momma
Holy Father, the struggle is real
On my poppa
Holy Father, the struggle is real
Why do I bother?
Holy Father, the struggle is real
What's a dollar?

Aye, aye, aye (huh)
Aye, aye, aye (huh)
Aye, aye, aye (huh)
Aye, aye, aye (huh)

The price of living is expensive
They tried playing catch
Went on fetching, quite impressive
What's a dollar to a rand
I'm just asking

The homeless, they dared filling the streets
While the privileged they there
Clearing receipts
Owning the land, the meeks dead
As buried could mean

Holy Father, the struggle is real
On my momma
Holy Father, the struggle is real
On my poppa
Holy Father, the struggle is real
Why do I bother?
Holy Father, the struggle is real
What's a dollar?

Aye, aye, aye (huh)
Aye, aye, aye (huh)
Aye, aye, aye (huh)
Aye, aye, aye (huh)

Written by:
Leonard Motswane, Nel Muhlanga

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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