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I saw my daughter send a letter to boy her age Who up, first I regretted it then caught my rage, like How I not protect her from this awful phase tried to hide who I was, she was taught 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 stories of her daddy So if her husband is a gangster can't be mad, I'll him Never, for her I want better, homie in dead that till he come home, you can see where his head's at Niggas got game, be tryna live He seen your mama crib, plus I'm he know who your father is Although you real, a honest kid Don't think I'm slow, I know you had that chronic lit You 17, I got a with it She looked at me like I'm not the Father but she rocking with it
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This I got a call, nearly split my wig This network said "Nas go and get ya kid" She's on Twitter, I know she ain't gon no pic Of herself under dressed, no shit, right Her cried when she answered Said she don't know got inside this child's mind, she planted A box of on her dresser then she Instagrammed it At this point I realized I ain't the strictest I'm too loose, I'm too with her drove on time to school with her I I dropped enough jewels on her Took her from school, so she can get a balance To public school, they too nurture talents grow fast, one day she's ya little princess Next day she boy business, what is this say the coolest playas and foulest heart breakers in the world God gets us back, he makes us have precious little
For my brothers with daughters, I call For my brothers daughters, I call this Not sayin' that our sons are less For my brothers with daughters, I call For my brothers with daughters, I call Not sayin' that our sons are important
And I ain't tryna ya thing up But I just see you dream up I finally It ain't easy to a girl as a single man Nah, the way mothers feel for sons How fathers for they daughters When he date, he straight, off his own papa When she date, we behind the door with the sawed off Cause we think no one is enough for our daughters