Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Letter to My Daughter, artist - NLE Choppa.
Date of issue: 19.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Letter to My Daughter |
In the back of the Rolls Royce, you came to with your shoes on |
Finna cop a Rolls Royce car seat for my newborn |
Baby girl, you’re blessed because I know some kids in group home |
Ain’t seen you since the week that you was born, miss you in my arms |
Mom be on some complicated shit so I don’t see you |
She put the police on me, at the end of the day, it hurt you |
Kinda hurt me too, never let life lessons break you |
Evaluate the mistake and just wait on your breakthrough |
All for you Clover, I turned over a new leaf |
But I get the type of treatment that belong to a deadbeat |
Know that God and the universe be workin' for me |
Seeing you growin' up from afar tends to scare me |
Even though shit got rough, I’m still prayin' for your mama |
Hope you get the chance to see my grandpa and my grandma |
'Cause they getting kinda old, and grandpa been getting sick |
So Mariah, if you hear this, can you please complete the wish? |
Please, no pity for a G |
I know I got a daughter that I barely get to see |
It haven’t been a couple hours, it’s been since the first week |
And lately, I been losing sleep and it’s been hard for me to eat |
Last time I tried to see you, went to jail on that same day |
Fightin' two felonies 'bout you and I got another case |
If I shoot in the house that you in, take my breath away |
I never put my hands on no woman, wasn’t raised that way (Ayy) |
I wanted a child, just to have something to live for |
Now I’m dyin', just to see you, something that I’d kill for |
Tryna be a co-parent turned me to a no-parent |
Feeling like a transparent, what I tell your grandparents? |
I’d cut my feet off just to see your first steps |
Bad enough I wasn’t in town to see your first breaths |
Might not hear your first words and it’s hurtin' me to death |
Every time I try to do right, I get played to the left |
Never take it for granted, shit like changing your Pampers |
You’re nothing less than a goddess, you better not lower your standards |
A nigga call your somethin' else, bet I correct his grammar |
Any question that you got, I promise, I got the answers |
'Nother nigga playing a role that I was given |
A feeling she might be calling him daddy, got me the sickest, so I’m trippin' |
If I slid on that boy and got the blicky, yeah, I’m tripping |
Gotta separate my pride from my feelings |
Please, no pity for a G |
I know I got a daughter that I barely get to see |
It haven’t been a couple hours, it’s been since the first week |
And lately, I been losing sleep and it’s been hard for me to eat |
I can’t really call it pain 'cause I know this shit a process |
God give us challenges and see us make some progress |
And nothing from this situation I can say I regret |
Wouldn’t even hit a reset, learn something life ain’t teach yet |
The walls start to close and this room gettin' smaller |
Laying in this room mama designed for my daughter |
Playing this tune that I designed for the fathers |
That’s good fucking hearted but distant from their toddlers |
Read books until you go to sleep |
Wake up, cook you something to eat |
Mould you to a baby G, just like your daddy |
Hope that you remember me, 'cause Brylie, you my mini-me |
Your mama my worst enemy, I’m praying she forgive a G |
Tryna put me on child support, all the child need is support |
Would’ve gave you more than child support could ever afford |
Long-term relationships from short-term greed |
Just be careful what you pick when you the one that’s in need |
Such a big miracle in such a little girl |
Never let them break your spirit in this physical world |
'Cause you make the diamonds shine, more unique than a pearl |
And I knew that you was mine from your smile and your curls |
Letter to my daughter |
I’m just tryna be your father |
Letter to my daughter |
Please, no pity for a G |
I know I got a daughter that I barely get to see |
It haven’t been a couple hours, it’s been since the first week |
And lately, I been losing sleep and it’s been hard for me to eat |
Please, no pity for a G |
I know I got a daughter that I barely get to see |
It haven’t been a couple hours, it’s been since the first week |
And lately, I been losing sleep and it’s been hard for me to eat |
They say Black fathers don’t matter, they say Black fathers don’t care |
But more than anything, I’ll always be there |
I love you |