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INTERPRÉTATION
Busta Rhymes
Busta Rhymes
Interprète
Rapsody
Rapsody
Interprète
Heather Victoria
Heather Victoria
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
T. Smith
T. Smith
Paroles/Composition
M. EVANS
M. EVANS
Paroles/Composition
P. Douthit
P. Douthit
Paroles/Composition
R ARRINGTON
R ARRINGTON
Paroles/Composition
C. Tyson
C. Tyson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
9th Wonder
9th Wonder
Production
Delanie Leyden
Delanie Leyden
Assistance d’ingénierie
Gonzalo Contreras
Gonzalo Contreras
Ingénierie
Rick St. Hilaire
Rick St. Hilaire
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

Pull up, the fuck is you talkin'? Man, fuck that nigga, what you? Ayy, bruh Have him home at eight, I ain't, I ain't even playing with you Shit I was so rude when you was tryna be a father Always gave you drama, never took the kids to see your mama and them I know the (best I can) is what you tried to do ('cause I) Took so much time from you, trippin' 'bout the child support Paid to have 'em raised and then you still bought 'em Christmas toys Damn, I just wanna (I wanna thank) Puttin' up with me, I always took your joy And had some sorry-ass nigga playing daddy to your boy And got mad 'cause you found a good woman, that's fucked up I know, the (best I can) is what I'm trying to do ('cause I) Owe you that much and know I owe him that, too He ain't the man he supposed to be 'Cause I ain't let him learn from you, damn (I wanna thank) for walking away when I was yеlling in your face Making a scene in broad day bеcause you brought him back late 'Cause you missed him so much you only got him one day, shit (The best I can) is what I'm trying to do ('cause I) Once a month 'cause you was working to overpay A little child support, I still asked you to buy 'em new Js Only spent a little bit on our baby I know that your support really made a nigga lazy, I'm just saying, damn I could've done better I know you didn't deserve that, I was thinking 'bout the cheddar I was thinking 'bout adversity and how you left me For some other broad but I understand that I was crazy So, you did the best you could You did the best you can, you still stuck around for good And I appreciate it, and I hope, I hope you see it, shit And our son really needs you, damn Damn is motherfuckin' right And I can't believe all of the shit you did just out of spite I wanna, I just wanna (The best I can) is what I'm tryna do, shit ('cause I) Thank you for making me a stronger man than some Too many times you fucking disrespect me in front of my son God, I wanna thank you (I wanna thank) For allowing me to survive this, shit Sorry I called you that, I wish I didn't mean it I never thought I would live to see the day that you would see it I put up with your shit, but many times, I swore I wouldn't And did it for our son even when I get weak And thought I really couldn't, but I was taught to never raise my hand up to a woman Should've got my sister to slap you 'Cause you deserve a couple good ones You denied me time with my son with this bitch nigga you harbored You let him diss you in front of your kid When you here shitting on his father Know I ain't perfect, I could be a better dad And dealin' with you helped me find a strength I never thought I had And I wanna, yes I wanna (The best I can) is what I'm tryna do ('cause I) I only want the best for my son, give me credit And if your deal was right, maybe I coulda started tryna respect it And I hate this tension building like food in a pot that's brewing Like I'm 'posed to deal with this nigga on top of the shit you doing Now you motherfucking crazy You think I'ma sit around and let some nigga You brought around ever come between me and my baby? I wanna, yes I wanna (the best I can) For biting off more than you could chew (mom, dad?) Hey, little young king, you should go play with your brothers Go back downstairs where they at, let me finish talking to your mother Go on now, thanks for my son and making me angry To where I had to get up and go find a woman that makes me happy The type of woman that helps me teach him how to love his mama And help me raise him as a young man that'll treat his woman proper I wanna, yes, I wanna (The best I can) is all I'm tryna do ('cause I), damn (I wanna thank) Hey Bus, you ready to do it to 'em again? Well, it's only right, queen Let's show 'em better than we can tell 'em
Writer(s): Trevor Smith, Marlanna Evans, Writer Unknown, Patrick Douthit Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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