Lyrics He Say She Say - Lupe Fiasco, Gemini, Sarah Green

He Say She Say

I can’t, I won’t, I can’t, I won’t
Let you leave
I don’t know what you want, you want
Want from me
She said to him
«I want you to be a father, he’s your little boy
And you don’t even bother, like
‘Brother' without the ‘R', and he’s starting to harbor
Cool on food for thought, but for you he’s a starver
Starting to use red markers on his work
His teacher say they know he’s much smarter
But he’s hurt
Used to hand his homework in first like he was the classroom starter.»
Burst to tears, let him know she’s serious
«Now he’s fighting in class
Got a note last week that says he might not pass
Ask me if his daddy was sick of us
Cause you ain’t never pick him up
You see what his problem is?
He don’t know where his poppa is
No positive male role model
To play football and build railroad models
It’s making a hole;
you’ve been digging it
Cause you ain’t been kicking it
Since he was old enough to hold bottles
He wasn’t supposed to get introduced to that
He don’t deserve to get used to that
Now I ain’t asking you for money or to come back to me
Some days it ain’t sunny, but it ain’t so hard
Just breaks my heart
When I try to provide and he say 'Mommy, that ain’t your job'
To be a man, I try to make him understand
That I’m his number one fan
But it’s like you booing from the stands
You know the world is out to get him
So why don’t you give him a chance?»
I can’t, I won’t, I can’t, I won’t
Let you leave
I don’t know what you want, you want
Want from me
So he said to him
«I want you to be a father, I’m your little boy
And you don’t even bother, like
‘Brother' without the ‘R', and I’m starting to harbor
Cool and food for thought, but for you I’m a starver
Starting to use red markers on my work
My teacher say they know I’m much smarter
But I’m hurt
I used to hand my homework in first
Like I was the classroom starter.»
Burst to tears, let him know he’s serious
«Now I’m fighting in class
Got a note last week that say I might not pass
Kids ask me if my daddy is sick of us
Cause you ain’t never pick me up
You see what my problem is?
That I don’t know where my poppa is
No positive male role model
To play football and build railroad models
It’s making a hole;
you’ve been digging it
Cause you ain’t been kicking it
Since I was old enough to hold bottles
Wasn’t supposed to get introduced to that
I don’t deserve to get used to that
Now I ain’t asking you for money or to come back to me
Some days it ain’t sunny but it ain’t so hard
Just breaks my heart
When my momma try to provide and I tell her 'That ain’t your job'
To be a man, she try to make me understand
That she my number one fan
But its like you booing from the stands
You know the world is out to get me
Why don’t you give me a chance?»
I can’t, I won’t, I can’t, I won’t
Let you leave
I don’t know what you want, you want
Want from me
I can’t, I won’t, I can’t, I won’t
Let you leave
I don’t know what you want, you want
Want from me