Like My Daddy (feat. Jussie Smollett)

Whoa O-oh Whoa Guess what? People tell me I'm just like my daddy People tell me I'm just like my daddy People tell me I'm just like my daddy (Uh) My daddy 'Cause I lie like I'm lying on a rug Get my hands a little dirty, no gloves Everybody welcome to the gun show And it go Everybody, duck down It's hard to love the devil, he's a hater Dirty hypocrite, manipulator Made a mama lose her kids Let her go away for 17 years Not allowed to shed a tear Growing up with all your phobic fears But people tell me I'm just like my daddy People tell me I'm just like my daddy People tell me I'm just like my daddy Oh really? Hell nah (No way, no way) 'Cause I lie like I'm lying on a rug Did some crime even wore some black gloves Everybody welcome to the gun show And we go, "Daddy?" Everybody duck down You reek of royalty, a dangerous mix You sing of loyalty, but you're the snitchin' ass bitch I tried to play it cool Funny what the people do For money, power, and the fame I'd call you Mr. Lyon If I did I would be lyin' 'Cause that ain't even your name But people tell me I'm just like my daddy People tell me I'm just like my daddy They all say that you look just like your daddy