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