I'm Not Your Daddy

Now I'm not trying to be no hero Ain't no knight in shinning armor Please Don't take me as a weirdo But I can relieve your trauma I will hold you down forever I will cherish you with honor I'm the king that's in your future Not the man who left yo mama I ain't wit the drama truthfully Your hesitance is proof to me Sometimes you gotta let your guard down so you can truly see Forget all the men in your past That's how it used to be I'd show you different if you'd just give me the opportunity But you're so busy bugging to see I'm down for cause Fuck the laws, shit you're supposed to stick around cause it's yours Word, God bless yo mama She should be crowned with awards Lord knows that woman deserves a round of applause You have a choice and decision But she did it cause she had to If ever I could lighten the load I would be glad to This might be a struggle See I knew that when I bagged you But little did I know that you were carrying bags too Bag lady, you gon' hurt yo back Carrying all them bags like that Bag lady, you gon' hurt yo back Carrying all them bags like that, Look woman I'm not your daddy Uh uh, I aint your daddy Uh uh, I'm not your daddy Uh uh, I aint your daddy You'll hear the cops Come knocking on the back of the doors Once the socks and the drawls get scattered on floors I ask her who's pussy is this She says daddy it's yours Now I know she's lying But still I gotta ask her just cause Cause that lie sounds so beautiful And the truth sounds so hideous And I know just what the truth could do So I'd rather stay oblivious Maybe it's just my ego Maybe I need some proof Maybe this feeling is real Maybe I'm scared of the truth, shoot Either way I could never listen to unruly thots Who thinks life is all about bottle service and booty shots You think that's the image of beauty, but no it's truly not I just hope to enlighten you with these jewels I drop Money or time how much bad girl cost I'm still recovering from the damage that the last girl caused If she ain't with it, well that's her loss These are the daughters of the women Nas talk about in black girl lost I'm not your daddy Uh uh, I aint your daddy Uh uh, I'm not your daddy Uh uh, I aint your daddy Bag lady, you gon' hurt your back Carrying all them bags like that Look woman I'm not your daddy Uh uh, I aint your daddy Now I could tell your heart's been wounded before Can't tell it's genuine when it truly is pure The ratio between men and woman are fooling us all There's less queens and more beautiful whores At least that's how it seems from my point of view Which is slightly jaded by the thought of you The sky grey, now where are all the blues I Had it with you, It's sad cause I kept it mad official Grab a tissue, Another woman with daddy issues You looking from something real, go ahead, run hurry But it's right under your nose, you should be unworried Shit you're so used to being done dirty That you think all men are dogs & therefore no one's worthy Damn, I guess you could tell that it wouldn't last You can't change the future if your dwelling in the past I Guess it happened relatively fast Stop speeding You Keep pushing the pedal to the metal you gon' crash Who's your daddy I'm not your daddy Uh uh, I aint your daddy Uh uh, I'm not your daddy Uh uh, I aint your daddy