[Zwrotka 1] Young light skinned, born ??? Since I was 10 probably name all the trouble I did Neva participated, I'm like "fuck all them other kids" Like I don't owe you child shit when I make it big But a little respect, fuck y'all though what do you expect Never raised a gentlemen like Ne-Yo said Lookin for hero heads, but I don't see none yet All my friends, weed & cigarettes so I take a hit *cough cough*, That's some potent shit oh there go police man I ain't scared of shit, but hell yeah I ran Lost my money clip ever since wrap rubberbands Biggity bam, did a couple of scams, made a couple of grands Fast forward to the Ford Escort, I ball with it Too quick 14 no license, that's some awful full shit Now must stack ketchup like condiments Kinda just wish you taught me how to be a man
[Refren] Growin up all I wanted was a father figure Me & mom alone every dinner One day I hope you hear this I pray you doin better This what it sound like if I sent my dad letters If I sent my dad letters This what it sound like if I sent my dad letters One day I hope you hear this I pray you doin better This what it sound like if I sent my dad a letter
[Zwrotka 2] Word is, 10th grade kick out the crib Like where I go from here, lucky I had a girlfriend Remember money make the world spin Runnin around the big body benz wonderin who in this Thats pedestrian, spoiled kid, never that Worked too hard to get where I'm at, thinking fuck school But next semester I be back, I hated rules But ruling the world I often dream of that, dream of meetin you dad Moms really getting mad when I call you that I don't understand , your phone numbers all I ask She laughs with her jaw dropped like the movie Mask Damn so I then reply resort to raising my own little man But I'm too young for that, wait I take that back I shoulda used the hat, my girl gettin fat Whatever results make sure that I'll be there like you wasn't dad
[Refren] Growin up all I wanted was a father figure Me & mom alone every dinner One day I hope you hear this I pray you doin better This what it sound like if I sent my dad letters If I sent my dad letters This what it sound like if I sent my dad letters One day I hope you hear this I pray you doin better This what it sound like if I sent my dad a letter
[Zwrotka 3] Double 09 lately really its been on my mind The pain eatin me alive one verse at a time And this heart problem ain't helpin at all Its a cardiac diagnose, just wanna stay at home Dying slow so I bought a fast car, and a couple of charms Now family and old friends wanna be involved Some nigga tryna marry mom he like my songs I find it odd sometimes wanna fucking shoot his head off Am in the wrong, didn't think so moving on Im working on my new album if you singing songs But rap is what I does, turnin 20 soon Then 21 then 22 like Emmitt was Everybody sleeping on me time to wake em up (wake, wake, wake em up, wake, wake, wake em up) Now everybody chasing us like they missed the bus And girls wanna roll like a blunt, P.S. your only son
[Refren] Growin up all I wanted was a father figure Me & mom alone every dinner One day I hope you hear this I pray you doin better This what it sound like if I sent my dad letters If I sent my dad letters This what it sound like if I sent my dad letters One day I hope you hear this I pray you doin better This what it sound like if I sent my dad a letterTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
