[Intro]
I think this shit might be the realest shit I ever wrote
(Ayo, let me hear that KF)
Might be the realest shit I ever quote
(You're so LayZ)
Yeah
Letter to my son (Yeah, yeah)
I'm just trying to be your father (Yeah)
Ayy
[Verse 1]
In the back of the Rolls Royce, you can't enter with your shoes on
Finna cop a Rolls Royce car seat for my newborn
Baby boy, you blessed because I know some kids in group home
Ain't seen you since the week that you was born, miss you in my arms
Mom be on some complicated shit, so I don't see you
She put the police on me, at the end of the day, it hurt you
Kind of hurt me too, never let life lessons break you
Evaluate the mistake and just wait on your breakthrough
All for you, Clover, I turned over a new leaf
But I get the type of treatment that belong to a deadbeat
Know that God and the universe be working for me
Seeing you growing up from afar tends to scare me
Even though shit got rough, I'm still praying for your mama
Hope you get the chance to see my grandpa and my grandma
'Cause they getting kind of old, and grandpa been getting sick
So Ayanna, if you hear this, can you please complete the wish?
[Chorus
Please, no pity for a G
Though I got a son that I barely get to see
I see him for a hour, after that he gotta leave
On top of that, I only get to see him once a week
My eyes closed, I can’t see
My minds gone, I can’t sleep
I ain’t got no appetite, I can’t even eat
It’s kinda hard being me”
[Verse 2]
Last time I tried to see you, went to jail on that same day
Fightin' two felonies 'bout you and I got another case
If I shoot in the house that you in, take my breath away
I never put my hands on no woman, wasn't raised that way
Ayy, I wanted a child just to have something to live for
Now I'm dying just to see you, something that I'd kill for
Trying to be a co-parent turned me to a no-parent
Feeling like a transparent, what'd I tell your grandparent?
I'd cut my feet off just to see your first steps
Bad enough I wasn't in town to see your first breaths
Might not hear your first words and it's hurtin' me to death
Every time I try to do right, I get played to the left
Never take it for granted, shit like changing your Pampers
You nothing less than a goddess, you better not lower your standards
A nigga call your somethin' else, bet I correct his grammar
Any question that you got, I promise I got the answers
'Nother nigga playing a role that I was given
The feeling she might be calling him daddy got me the sickest, so I'm trippin'
If I slid on that boy and got the blicky, yeah, I'm trippin'
Gotta separate my pride from my feelings
[Chorus
Please, no pity for a G
Though I got a son that I barely get to see
I see him for a hour, after that he gotta leave
On top of that, I only get to see him once a week
My eyes closed, I can’t see
My minds gone, I can’t sleep
I ain’t got no appetite, I can’t even eat
It’s kinda hard being me”
[Verse3]
(Nigga)
I can't really call it pain 'cause I know this shit a process
God give us challenges to see us make some progress
Ain't nothing from the situation I can say I regret
Wouldn't even hit a reset, learned something life ain't teach yet
The walls start to close and this room gettin' smaller
Laying in this room mama designed for my daughter
Playing this tune that I designed for the fathers that's good fucking hearted, but distant from they toddler
Read books until you go to sleep
Wake up, cook you something to eat
Mold you to a baby G, just like your daddy
Hope that you remember me, 'cause Jayden, you my mini-me
Your mama my worst enemy, I'm praying she forgive a G
Tryin' to put me on child support, all the child need is support
Would've gave you more than child support could ever afford
Long-term relations from short-term greed
Just be careful what you pick when you the one that's in need
Such a big mind in such a little boy
Never let them break your spirit in this physical world
'Cause you make the diamonds shine more unique than a pearl
And I knew that you was mine from your smile and your curl
[Bridge]
Letter to my son
I'm just trying to be your father
Letter to my son
[Chorus]
Please, no pity for a G
Though I got a son that I barely get to see
I see him for a hour, after that he gotta leave
On top of that, I only get to see him once a week
My eyes closed, I can’t see
My minds gone, I can’t sleep
I ain’t got no appetite, I can’t even eat
It’s kinda hard being me”
Please, no pity for a G
Though I got a son that I barely get to see
I see him for a hour, after that he gotta leave
On top of that, I only get to see him once a week
My eyes closed, I can’t see
My minds gone, I can’t sleep
I ain’t got no appetite, I can’t even eat
It’s kinda hard being me”
[Outro]
They say Black fathers don't matter
I'll be back, Jayden
They say Black fathers don't care
But more than anything, I'll always be there
I love you
I think this shit might be the realest shit I ever wrote
(Ayo, let me hear that KF)
Might be the realest shit I ever quote
(You're so LayZ)
Yeah
Letter to my son (Yeah, yeah)
I'm just trying to be your father (Yeah)
Ayy
[Verse 1]
In the back of the Rolls Royce, you can't enter with your shoes on
Finna cop a Rolls Royce car seat for my newborn
Baby boy, you blessed because I know some kids in group home
Ain't seen you since the week that you was born, miss you in my arms
Mom be on some complicated shit, so I don't see you
She put the police on me, at the end of the day, it hurt you
Kind of hurt me too, never let life lessons break you
Evaluate the mistake and just wait on your breakthrough
All for you, Clover, I turned over a new leaf
But I get the type of treatment that belong to a deadbeat
Know that God and the universe be working for me
Seeing you growing up from afar tends to scare me
Even though shit got rough, I'm still praying for your mama
Hope you get the chance to see my grandpa and my grandma
'Cause they getting kind of old, and grandpa been getting sick
So Ayanna, if you hear this, can you please complete the wish?
[Chorus
Please, no pity for a G
Though I got a son that I barely get to see
I see him for a hour, after that he gotta leave
On top of that, I only get to see him once a week
My eyes closed, I can’t see
My minds gone, I can’t sleep
I ain’t got no appetite, I can’t even eat
It’s kinda hard being me”
[Verse 2]
Last time I tried to see you, went to jail on that same day
Fightin' two felonies 'bout you and I got another case
If I shoot in the house that you in, take my breath away
I never put my hands on no woman, wasn't raised that way
Ayy, I wanted a child just to have something to live for
Now I'm dying just to see you, something that I'd kill for
Trying to be a co-parent turned me to a no-parent
Feeling like a transparent, what'd I tell your grandparent?
I'd cut my feet off just to see your first steps
Bad enough I wasn't in town to see your first breaths
Might not hear your first words and it's hurtin' me to death
Every time I try to do right, I get played to the left
Never take it for granted, shit like changing your Pampers
You nothing less than a goddess, you better not lower your standards
A nigga call your somethin' else, bet I correct his grammar
Any question that you got, I promise I got the answers
'Nother nigga playing a role that I was given
The feeling she might be calling him daddy got me the sickest, so I'm trippin'
If I slid on that boy and got the blicky, yeah, I'm trippin'
Gotta separate my pride from my feelings
[Chorus
Please, no pity for a G
Though I got a son that I barely get to see
I see him for a hour, after that he gotta leave
On top of that, I only get to see him once a week
My eyes closed, I can’t see
My minds gone, I can’t sleep
I ain’t got no appetite, I can’t even eat
It’s kinda hard being me”
[Verse3]
(Nigga)
I can't really call it pain 'cause I know this shit a process
God give us challenges to see us make some progress
Ain't nothing from the situation I can say I regret
Wouldn't even hit a reset, learned something life ain't teach yet
The walls start to close and this room gettin' smaller
Laying in this room mama designed for my daughter
Playing this tune that I designed for the fathers that's good fucking hearted, but distant from they toddler
Read books until you go to sleep
Wake up, cook you something to eat
Mold you to a baby G, just like your daddy
Hope that you remember me, 'cause Jayden, you my mini-me
Your mama my worst enemy, I'm praying she forgive a G
Tryin' to put me on child support, all the child need is support
Would've gave you more than child support could ever afford
Long-term relations from short-term greed
Just be careful what you pick when you the one that's in need
Such a big mind in such a little boy
Never let them break your spirit in this physical world
'Cause you make the diamonds shine more unique than a pearl
And I knew that you was mine from your smile and your curl
[Bridge]
Letter to my son
I'm just trying to be your father
Letter to my son
[Chorus]
Please, no pity for a G
Though I got a son that I barely get to see
I see him for a hour, after that he gotta leave
On top of that, I only get to see him once a week
My eyes closed, I can’t see
My minds gone, I can’t sleep
I ain’t got no appetite, I can’t even eat
It’s kinda hard being me”
Please, no pity for a G
Though I got a son that I barely get to see
I see him for a hour, after that he gotta leave
On top of that, I only get to see him once a week
My eyes closed, I can’t see
My minds gone, I can’t sleep
I ain’t got no appetite, I can’t even eat
It’s kinda hard being me”
[Outro]
They say Black fathers don't matter
I'll be back, Jayden
They say Black fathers don't care
But more than anything, I'll always be there
I love you
( Lil Nigga )
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