For my brothers daughters, I call this For my brothers with daughters, I this For my with daughters, I call this For my brothers daughters
I saw my daughter send a to some boy her age Who locked up, I regretted it then caught my rage, like How could I not protect her this awful phase Never tried to hide who I was, she was 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 dead Wait till he home, you can see where his head's at Niggas got game, they be live He seen your mama crib, plus I'm sure he who your father is Although you real, plus a kid think I'm slow, I know you probably had that chronic lit You 17, I got a problem it She looked at me like I'm not the Father but she rocking with it
For my brothers with daughters, I this For my with daughters, I call this Not that our sons are less important For my brothers with daughters, I call For my brothers daughters, I call this Not sayin' our sons are less important
This morning I got a call, nearly my wig This social said "Nas go and get ya kid" She's on Twitter, I she ain't gon post no pic Of herself dressed, no inappropriate shit, right Her mother cried when she Said she don't know what got inside this child's mind, she A box of on her dresser then she Instagrammed it At this point I realized I the strictest parent I'm too loose, I'm too cool her Shoulda on time to school with her I I dropped enough jewels on her her from private school, so she can get a balance To public school, they too nurture talents They grow fast, one day ya little princess Next day she talking boy business, is this They say the coolest and foulest heart breakers in the world God gets us back, he makes us have precious little
For my brothers daughters, I call this For my brothers with daughters, I call Not sayin' our sons are less important For my with daughters, I call this For my with daughters, I call this Not sayin' that our sons are less
And I ain't mess ya thing up But I wanna 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 feel for they daughters When he date, he straight, chip off his own she date, we wait behind the door with the sawed off Cause we no one is good enough for our daughters