[Lyric] When Your Dad Lowkey Got Bars Pt. 1 (Darryl Mayes)

[Intro: Pops]
Oh yeah, this funky right here
Here we go


[Chorus: Pops]
You a sucka, fool, but your dad is cool
Everyday, I come home, you playing games wit' dudes
Ain't got no life, don't go to school
Playin' games wit' your life and that ain't cool
You a sucka, fool, but your dad is cool
Everyday, I come home, you playing games wit' dudes
Ain't got no life, don't go to school
Playin' games wit' your life and that ain't cool


[Verse: Pops & Darryl]
Been workin' all day, makin' riches, and you can't even get your butt up to do the dishes
I'ma call you Tiffany 'cause you ain't ever had this, tryna live lavish, claimin' you a savage
Boy, you a loser, tryin' to be cool, but you don't got a girl and you don't go to school
Bruh, you live wit' your daddy and you eatin' all the cereal
You don't pay no bills and I bought all your materials
Sittin' in that chair all day playin' 2K
I don't wanna say this in a rude way, but I'ma knock your head off like a toupee next time you leave the cap off the toothpaste
I was tryna be nice but I'm mad now
You done made me too wrong, bout to let a smackdown
You don't do the dishes and so now I gotta act out
Alright, I'ma do 'em
Boy, sit yo' ass back down
I ain't done, I'm trying to teach ya something
You keep sucking off of me like you a leech or somethin'
You keep doing this and you ain't ever reachin' nothin'
Call me T.D. Jakes, Cause I'm preaching somethin', amen
Life ain't free, I got a water bill, I got a mortgage, a car note, a lot of bills
I pay the lights, the gas, the man that cuts the grass and don't forget your automobile, mhmm
I pay insurance, the phone, Netflix and Hulu, groceries and toiletries, but tell me what do you do
But sittin' in that chair, eatin' the food, and take a boo boo
Flushing water I pay for, but do I get a thank you? Nah
You don't think about me, huh?
I wonder if you will when I knock in your teeth, huh?
Or maybe I should burn all your socks and shoes and kick you out and make you walk the Main Road on your feet?
Now that's hot
Hopefully, I'm gettin' through to you, son
Don't waste your life, you only got one
Get a job, make some funds so I can say some
And I might make you pay the bills for once, mhmm
Now, I'm a hip-hop wit' a tip-top baddie, I've been spittin', now I'm 'bout to go to sleep
And when I wake back up, this shit better be done, or I swear God, I'ma put you on the streets
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