Papi’s Home

作词 : O. Ojelade/Mark Borino/A. Graham/Jonathan Demario Priester/J. Young/A Crawford/M. Jordan/R. Humphrey

作曲 : O. Ojelade/Mark Borino/A. Graham/Jonathan Demario Priester/J. Young/A Crawford/M. Jordan/R. Humphrey

I know that I hurt you

Yeah

I was a child trying to be a man

To all my sons worldwide

I walked out on my only son

All my juniors

I left you in your mother’s hands

I apologize for my absence, I know I left you without a name to drop

And now I’m standing right here

I don’t know how I expected you to get your clout up, and get your money up, but (With tears, with tears streaming from my eyes)

Don’t worry (See your mother raised a fine young man)

Daddy’s home

And I know I missed so much of your life

Turn me up

Yeah, niggas know they need to stop

I’m standing at the top, that’s how I know you never seen the top

Sierra Canyon parking lot, lookin’ like Magic City parking lot

Hear the talks when I walk by like you know we sober when we drop, aye

Drop, yeah

And I’m coming with the WOP, y’all niggas not poppin’

**** her then she goin’ shoppin’, woah, I’m runnin’ out of options

Damn, runnin’ out of options, put them up for adoption

Sign my name on the dot (Damn)

This is not luck, baby, this no four leaf, no horseshoe

I’m in the bank thinkin’ “Poor you?”

I’m in New York going John …

Supermodels and they all sexy

Lock the door to the bathroom ’cause they doin’ something that’ is not Pepsi

I’m just pourin’ up the shots

I remember that I told you I miss you, that was kinda like a mass text

I remember that I told I loved you, that was really in the past tense

I remember that I told you I get your true fears, that I get around

Mention havin’ us a kid, 42, yeah, I tend to kid around

Yeah, on Benedict with the top down Shawties out here gettin’ knocked down

City coming off of lockdown

Rap niggas doing weak features for a pop artist ’cause they popped down

Used to wanna throw the Roc up, niggas know how I rock now

You know how I’m rocking now YM forever, big owl, big birds forever

Don’t make me go get your momma to talk to you

'Cause if he gotta get your mother****ing momma to talk to you

You know what I’m sayin’, I’ma bring that mother****ing big switch out

At this point, I’ma start collectin’ child support … you gotta pay me to keep my mother****ing son

Look at me

Don’t turn away

Don’t you turn away like I did my son

Look me in the eyes, junior I’m making no more promises

Take a real good look at me

For real

I’m trying to find the word to say

Daddy’s home

Daddy’s home

Don’t you know

Daddy’s home, yeah

Daddy’s home For every birthday that I missed