| What would you do if your son was at home
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| Crying all alone on the bedroom floor
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| 'Cause he’s hungry
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| And the only way to feed him is to
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| Sleep with a man for a little bit of money
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| And his daddy’s gone
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| Somewhere smoking rock now
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| In and out of lock down
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| And I ain’t got a job now
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| So for you this is just a good time
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| But for me this is what I call life
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| And you know you got a girl and a baby
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| What’s your excuse to be living all crazy?
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| And he look me right square in the eye
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| And said «honestly don’t you know the media lies,» he said
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| «I should’ve never been famous
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| But they made us all stars
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| And the way that they framed us
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| I was just a teenager
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| You know I had my whole life tell me where did it go, c’mon»
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| What would you do if your son was at home
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| Crying all alone on the bedroom floor
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| 'Cause he’s hungry
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| And the only way to feed him is to
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| Sleep with a man for a little bit of money
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| And his daddy’s gone
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| Somewhere smoking rock now
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| In and out of lock down
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| And I ain’t got a job now
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| So for you this is just a good time
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| But for me this is what I call life
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| Uh
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| Yeah, I hear you queen
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| We all got problems
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| All got mothers
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| Some of us ain’t got fathers
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| All got priors
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| All Southsiders
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| But I just wanna see my kids, Mrs. Doubtfire
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| So I’m out here grinding to the sunset
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| Tryna make sure that my son set or daughter
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| That’s the reason why I’m on that corner
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| Cause minimum wage so unsupportive
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| You know
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| Baby father drama
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| That shit crazy
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| Sometimes I hate her momma but I love the baby
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| I don’t want to tell her daddy’s gone
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| I wanna Will Ferrell till her daddy’s home
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| Comb through your baby hair that’s the daddy duty
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| Wanna have a good day with your nappy roots
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| Tell everybody that you’re your daddy’s girl and daddy care
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| Cause daddy do and that’s the truth
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| What would you do if your son was at home
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| Crying all alone on the bedroom floor
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| 'Cause he’s hungry
|
| And the only way to feed him is to
|
| Sleep with a man for a little bit of money
|
| And his daddy’s gone
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| Somewhere smoking rock now
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| In and out of lock down
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| And I ain’t got a job now
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| So for you this is just a good time
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| But for me this is what I call life |