Father Time (feat. Sampha)

You really need some therapy

Real **** need no therapy, fuck you talkin' 'bout?

Nah-nah, you sound stupid as fuck

Shit, everybody stupid

Yeah, well, you need to talk to somebody

Reach out to Eckhart

I come from a generation of home invasions

And I got daddy issues, that's on me

Everythin' them four walls had taught me, made habits buried deep

That man knew a lot, but not enough to keep me past them streets

My life is a plot, twisted from directions that I can't see

Daddy issues ball across my head, told me fuck a foul

I'm teary eyed, wanna throw my hands

I won't think out loud, a foolish pride

If I lose again, won't go in the house, I stayed outside laughin' with my friends

They don't know my life

Daddy issues made me learn losses, I don't take those well

Momma said, "That boy is exhausted"

He said, "Go fuck yo' self"

If he give up now, that's gon' cost him, life's a bitch

You could be a bitch or step out the margin, I got up quick

I'm chargin' baskets and fallin' backwards, tryna keep balance

Oh, this the part where mental stability meets talent

Oh, this the part, he breaks my humility just for practice

Tactics we learned together, sore losers forever

Daddy issues

Early morning wake ups

Practicin' on day offs

Tough love

Bottled up, no chaser, neat

No chaser, neat

No chaser, neat

No chaser, neat

No chase-

Early morning wake ups

Practicin' on day offs

Tough love

Bottled up, no chaser, neat

No chaser, neat

No chaser, neat

No chaser, neat

No chaser

I got daddy issues, that's on me

Lookin' for "I love you," rarely empathizin' for my relief

A child that grew accustomed, jumpin' up when I scraped my knee

'Cause if I cried about it, he surely tell me not to be weak

Daddy issues hid my emotions, never express myself

Men should never show feelings, bein' sensitive never helped

His momma died, I asked him why he goin' back to work so soon?

His first reply was, "Son, that's life, and bills got no silver spoon"

Daddy issues, fuck everybody, go get your money, son

Protect yourself, trust nobody, only your momma and 'em

This made relationships seem cloudy, never attached to none

So if you took some likings around me, I might reject the love

Daddy issues kept me competitive, that's a fact, ****

I don't give a fuck what's the narrative, I am that ****

When Kanye got back with Drake, I was slightly confused

Guess I'm not mature as I think, got some healin' to do

Egotistic, zero given fucks

And to be specific, need assistance with the way I was brought up

What's the difference when your heart is made of stone

And your mind is made of gold

And your tongue is made of sword, but it may weaken your soul?

My **** ain't got no daddy, grow up overcompensatin'

Learned shit 'bout being a man and disguise it as being gangsta

I love my father for tellin' me to take off the gloves

'Cause everything he didn't want was everything I was

And to my partnas that figured it out without a father

I salute you, may your blessings be neutral to your toddlers

It's crucial, they can't stop us if we see the mistakes

Till then, let's give the women a break

Grown men with daddy issues

Early morning wake ups

Practicing on day offs

Tough love

Bottled up, no chaser, neat

No chaser, neat

No chaser, neat

No chaser, neat

No chaser