DRAM – Daddy, Pt. 2 Lyrics

DRAM – Daddy, Pt. 2 Lyrics

Turn around and die (Sonny Digital)
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Daddy wasn't there
It isn't fair
How he ain't care
Daddy wasn't there
It isn't fair
How he ain't care

We just gonna laugh 'bout the past
We just gonna laugh 'bout the past
Hey, we just gotta laugh 'bout the past
Get rich, nigga, fuck the other half
Aye, look

Daddy wasn't there
He didn't care, anyway
Told him that I wanted to see him
He said "Not today"
Aye boo, yeah I know just like you
Uh, say it ain't so true
But that's the way it move

Daddy wasn't there
He didn't care
It isn't fair
Daddy wasn't there
He didn't care

Aye, aye
We just gotta laugh 'bout the past
Baby, fuck the other half
We just gonna laugh 'bout the past
Baby, fuck the other half

Daddy wasn't there
It isn't fair
How he ain't care
Daddy wasn't there
It isn't fair
How he ain't care

We just gonna laugh 'bout the past, aye
We just gonna laugh 'bout the past, yeah
Middle finger other half, yeah

Sonny Digital

One, two, three, four
It ain't as simple as
As I, as you say

When he thinks of his mother and father and how they were just one soul
All the lessons that taught him, from struggles that others will never know
Hangin' on to a limb of a branch and a stem of his family tree
'Cause the roots are still strong, but what's wrong is one half is still unforeseen
See look, like, I mean I-I didn't had a pops!
I mean, like, so many people can relate but like
It's still individual when it happen to you

When he's told his conception was a misdirection that was not planned
But somehow they kept him, it's turned to a blessing that was not chanced
How a bastard can grow to be nasty known as full grown man
With a mind full of values, that came from a queen who did all she can
Shit my mother, um, her name is Gwendolyn
Elaine is her middle-namr
I won't play her man, know what I mean? She kept a nigga, look at me now
When he thinks of a time back in 2009, when he almost met
His unforeseen half of his tree memories, he could not forget (how could I though?)
He would say he's too busy in some other city to meet his son (alright, my nigga)
And would not be free to receive company until fame begun

(Like really nah, now you wanna holla at me after like 25 years)
When you cheat on your children, by lettin' them pillage without your care
And the lessons they learn from your presence is formed 'bout how life ain't fair
When you hear this recordin', he needs no supportin' of you and yours (like for real bruh)
He just knows to be never like you when his seeds are born

I'll never be like you though
She said it, get the fuck out
No matter how much he say it, he don't mean it (like I'm sorry you a fool)
That it still hurts though
And I ain't never seen you, the picture of you is shaped on Bill Clinton and
Like you're a guy, yo, like (call it what it was, right?)
I mean, that's why I'm just happy that I have my mama made sure I was good, bro
And my friends yo, like shout out to you, know what I'm sayin' like
And my day ones, bro
Put a smile, catch your head in a smile

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