Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Like My Daddy, artist - D Smoke. Album song Black Habits, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, WoodWorks
Song language: English
Like My Daddy |
Suit and tie, I’m super fly |
Step me down, there’s plenty you and I |
Tired of hittin' stores and seein' shit that I can’t buy |
Gotta get rich up in this bitch, on my nephew Mekhi |
The common experience of the masses is havin' to work for |
Everything that you get, you purchase with hurt feelings |
Even when you hit ceilings, you deserve more |
Until we get it, we just work more |
I’m grinding like my daddy, shining like my daddy |
Rolling in a Caddy |
I be grinding like my daddy, shining like my daddy |
Working like my daddy did, I’m glad he did |
Shining like my daddy, grinding like my daddy |
Working like my daddy did |
Working like my daddy, grinding like my daddy |
Shining like my daddy did |
'Cause of you, I always tie my ties in a double Windsor |
We was just some ninjas in the wood, you Master Splinter |
Thought I could get away wit'— You caught me masturbatin' |
Didn’t get mad, you just laughed and helped me master datin' |
All the game you gave 'em helped, that boy go slay 'em, though |
That reputation as a player, ho, start layin' low |
Kamehameha, you was Goku, Super Saiyan, pro |
And I’m just trainin' to be just like you one day and more |
I’m grinding like my daddy, shining like my daddy |
Rolling in a Caddy |
I be grinding like my daddy, shining like my daddy |
Working like my daddy did, I’m glad he did |
Shining like my daddy, grinding like my daddy |
Working like my daddy did |
Working like my daddy, grinding like my daddy |
Shining like my daddy did |
Vacuum cleaner, I’ll smack you if you miss it |
Coachin', teachin', hopin' that we get it |
Locked up for that rock stuff, we was livin' |
Say somethin' 'bout him, you get socked up from his children |
Cool as a Klondike with frostbite next to a Slurpee (Slurpee) |
Prison push-ups for your pecs and next it was burpees (Burpees) |
And when you flex, you could set a cup on your chest |
Plus, you had women of every shade showin' interest |
But I guess that your preference was Hershey (Hershey) |
You and my mama was a mess, you both met on the church scene (Yeah) |
What happened next had preacher and singer beggin' for mercy |
Three sons in three years, hot damn, get my mom off the gurney |
Calm off the ganja, but in the eighties they gave us guns and a drug meant to |
spawn our destruction |
They locked you up for robbin' Peter, so Paul give you substance |
It was all in God’s plan 'cause Sir Davion and Dan got accustomed to ruckus, |
fear no man |
Hear no evil, take your chance |
Shoot your shot, and if they talkin' shit, take off |
And if you fightin', try not to get caught |
And if they catch you, don’t say shit 'bout who you wit' because you might get |
off |
It’s a cold, cold world waitin' for you, black boy (Boy) |
But you stay optimistic and loyal, ask for (For) |
Exactly what you want and God’ll give it to you |
I done my time and now it’s yours, I’m 'bout to live it through you |
'Cause I’m your daddy, I’m proud to be your daddy |
I’ll always be your daddy |
'Cause I’m your daddy, I’m proud to be your daddy |
Won’t leave you like my daddy did, I’m sad he did |
But I’ll always be your daddy, just call on me, your daddy |
I’ll pull up in a Caddy |
Yeah, I’m your daddy, I’m proud to be your daddy |
Won’t leave you like my daddy did |
When I came home, the most important thing to me was to be a father to my sons |
Uh, I did also feel I had a unrepayable debt to my wife for holdin' on |
For not replacing me, you know, not lettin' my sons call another man daddy |
And so even being good to them is being good to her |
Uh, I enjoy the fact that, you know, we made a mutual decision for me to stay |
home with the boys |
And, um, she was free to pursue her career |
In music, you know, that year she sang with— with Michael Jackson |
Uh, Gladys Knight, you know, a lot of the OG, uh, singers and stuff |
And she did well, she even made a— a M&M's commercial that we lived off of |
With the royalties and stuff |
But that was the thing, I— I needed to fulfill that promise |
That I wouldn’t abandon my sons like I got abandoned |