For my brothers daughters, I call this For my brothers daughters, I call this For my brothers daughters, I call this For my brothers daughters
I saw my daughter a letter to some boy her age Who locked up, first I it then caught my rage, like How I not protect her from this awful phase Never tried to hide who I was, she was taught and raised A princess, but while I'm on I can't leave her defenseless Plus she's seen me switching women, pops was on some shit She heard stories of her thuggin' So if her husband is a gangster can't be mad, love him Never, for her I want better, homie in jail that till he come home, you can see where his head's at Niggas got game, they be tryna He seen your mama crib, plus I'm sure he who your father is Although you real, a honest kid think I'm slow, I know you probably had that chronic lit You 17, I got a with it She at me like I'm not the cleanest Father but she rocking with it
For my with daughters, I call this For my brothers daughters, I call this Not sayin' that our sons are important For my with daughters, I call this For my brothers with daughters, I this Not sayin' that our are less important
This morning I got a call, split my wig This social network "Nas go and get ya kid" on Twitter, I know she ain't gon post no pic Of herself under dressed, no inappropriate shit, Her mother cried she answered Said she don't know got inside this child's mind, she planted A box of on her dresser then she Instagrammed it At point I realized I ain't the strictest parent I'm too loose, I'm too with her Shoulda drove on to school with her I thought I dropped enough on her Took her private school, so she can get a balance To public school, too nurture teen talents They grow fast, one day she's ya little day she talking boy business, what is this They say the coolest and foulest heart breakers in the world God gets us back, he us have precious little girls
For my with daughters, I call this For my brothers with daughters, I this 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 are less important
And I ain't tryna ya thing up But I wanna see you dream up I finally It ain't easy to raise a girl as a man Nah, the way mothers feel for they How fathers for they daughters When he date, he straight, off his own papa When she date, we behind the door with the sawed off Cause we think no one is good for our daughters