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I saw my daughter send a letter to boy her age Who locked up, first I regretted it then caught my rage, How could I not her from this awful phase Never tried to hide who I was, she was and raised like A princess, but while I'm on stage I leave her defenseless Plus she's seen me switching women, was on some pimp shit She heard of her daddy thuggin' So if her husband is a gangster can't be mad, love him Never, for her I want better, homie in jail that till he come home, you can see where his head's at Niggas got game, be tryna live He seen mama crib, plus I'm sure he know who your father is Although you real, plus a kid Don't think I'm slow, I know you probably had that lit You 17, I got a with it She at me like I'm not the cleanest figure but she rocking with it
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morning I got a call, nearly split my wig This social network "Nas go and get ya kid" She's on Twitter, I know she gon post no pic Of under dressed, no inappropriate shit, right Her cried when she answered Said she don't know got inside this child's mind, she planted A box of condoms on her dresser then she it At this point I I ain't the strictest parent I'm too loose, I'm too with her Shoulda drove on to school with her I I dropped enough jewels on her her from private school, so she can get a balance To public school, they too teen talents They grow fast, one day she's ya little Next day she boy business, what is this They say the coolest playas and foulest heart in the world God gets us back, he makes us have precious little
For my brothers daughters, I call this For my brothers daughters, I call this Not sayin' our sons are less important For my brothers daughters, I call this For my brothers with daughters, I call Not sayin' that our sons are less
And I ain't mess ya thing up But I just wanna see you up I finally It ain't easy to raise a as a single man Nah, the way mothers for they sons How fathers feel for they he date, he straight, chip off his own papa When she date, we wait the door with the sawed off Cause we think no one is good enough for our