[Verse 1] Lately feelin' nothing but just manic Puff another blunt so I can jump up off the planet Spacing out from worship while I'm purging up this canvas I hope and pray to God one day my son can understand it Damn it, I just wonder what's the fucking chances For me to rid me of this pain enough I tuck and cram it And he's the reason I do not give up, I'm up and standing And never let him see my pain and cover up the bandage What if I said I planned you but your mother wasn't planning Fresh up out the jail and I had nothing but a sandwich Psych meds had me fat and ugly, something frantic I just wanted someone who could love me but she panicked Said I had her back but she ain't want me but advances Said we could make it could work but she ain't want me Was I damaged? I was sick and held it down enough it was bananas Made me feel disgusted out in public underhanded She said a ton of stuff that got me took me from ya fam kid So when I say you're mine, just say what's up then up and vanished They prolly think that I don't do enough, well fuck the antics And if they try to turn you on me son, just understand this I come from having nothing, now I'm something, look at Pam's kids And when I'm on the road and now you wonder where your dad is I sacrifice so you do one for nothing on the damn list And when I die you'll have a little something for my grandkids
[Hook] So whenever your daddy's dead and gone Don't ever let nobody ever tell you wrong 'Cause I was out here working all alone Just know your daddy did it for you young boy And just know that I want you to be strong 'Cause everything I went through was alone That's why I had you baby in my room I never knew my daddy as a young boy
So whenever your daddy's dead and gone Don't ever let nobody ever tell you wrong 'Cause I was out here working all alone Just know your daddy did it for you young boy And just know that I want you to be strong 'Cause everything I went through was alone That's why I had you baby in my room I never knew my daddy as a young boy
[Verse 2] Looking at you smiling while you play yo daddy Xbox You're my reason love and when you leave I'll feel my chest rock Never knew my real father shoutout to my step-pops Talk about what I went though with him my nigga let's not Nothing to identify with hanging like a dread lock Head hot, like the Devil got me in a headlock This is something way more than just making peoples' head nod Writing this while drowning in some liquor on my desktop When I think about you all my pumps will be in dead stop Pull the pistol from my head don't wanna make the lead pop Even though your mama make it hard for me to stress nah I won't disrespect her I'll just hop onto the next spot All I want for you is just for you to have the best watch Even though sometimes the rogue is what we get in bedrock I will always be there for you disagree you better not I was homeless feeding you when I ain't have a red hot I was in the streets and hoping one day I don't get shot Your mama kicked me out but she would still come through to get guap I would give it to her, I'm just trying to be the best pops And I could never be a deadbeat I'd rather dead drop So when you see me on the TV with a guest spot And when I'm crewing on the road until the check drop It doesn't matter what they think of me I guess not I'm looking at your pictures rolling past a rest stop
[Hook] So whenever your daddy's dead and gone Don't ever let nobody ever tell you wrong 'Cause I was out here working all alone Just know your daddy did it for you young boy And just know that I want you to be strong 'Cause everything I went through was alone That's why I had you baby in my room I never knew my daddy as a young boy
So whenever your daddy's dead and gone Don't ever let nobody ever tell you wrong 'Cause I was out here working all alone Just know your daddy did it for you young boy And just know that I want you to be strong 'Cause everything I went through was alone That's why I had you baby in my room I never knew my daddy as a young boyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
