Come on and wake up baby I know you're sleepin' But Daddy's home now Pictures getting old My little girl lookin' grown now
Your mom said you're talkin' on your own now Walkin' on your own now Runnin' across the kitchen floor Hidin' them baby dolls I sent you from on tour And I missed you when I was tourin' Smiling at them baby pictures So happy, tears pourin' God, how could something so beautiful come from me After the gunshots, thought you was done with me
But I know why I'm livin' now Why you made me put the guns down Pick up the mic, start rappin' for a livin' now
My sun, my moon, my stars, my Earth, my wind, my fire, my life, my baby Tryin' to make your moms wifey but she crazy Fussin' me, fightin' me I know she love me cuz you look just like me The day you came into this world, I was so excited Eleven twenty-one double zero My baby girl is here
Yo, yo You see this rap shit, I do it for you And the first time I heard your voice I prayed to God it had to be true Got a son now Cuttin' the game, stoppin' the bullshit Remember arm your enemy Then you pull quick Dipped out Cali Came back snatched my son My girl's moms and I moved out Maui Yeah yeah Pops gone bananas See why I win her Bigger house, wider yard, Navi with the crash bar Pumpin' her, shifty you stupid You ain't no dad, nigga Takin' your black ass to court for all you have nigga
You see me and your moms that's another topic Ain't no whip in this world with a price that you can't cop it Stop it Impress with wine, you didn't hear me right It's a lesson to this song, I'm trying to steer you right Just remember your father taught you to go hard or go home Never sing that sad song Don't cry
Compositor: Jeff LewisEditores: Magic Dog Music (ASCAP), Playhard Music (ASCAP)Publicado em 2010ECAD verificado obra #1685972 e fonograma #17624789 em 28/Out/2024 com dados da UBEM