JaKc George - Dad Hat Lyrics

I've been gone for a minute
Had to go punch a ticket
God blessed me with a daughter
All the women I've played with
And I put on for my city
Dad hat, f*ck a fitted
People talk, I don't listen
Stay the f*ck, outta my business

Young nigga 14 had to hop fences
Same nigga grew up had to burn bridges
On my momma, I could never ever be a witness
Had some niggas turn on me
I ain't even trippin'
Had some bitches turn on me
I ain't even trippin'
On my momma had a baby I ain't even kicked it
Had a problem with the xannies I ain't even kicked it
Used to argue wit my baby momma over dishes
Had to get my shit together
Had to chase a ticket
That's on Avery, on my baby, I'm a go and get it
That's on Avery, on my baby, I'm a go and get it
And I wish nothing but blessings on all of my niggas
Yea, yea
I really need to check up on all of my niggas
Yea, yea
I'm finna run a check up on all of these niggas
We used to make hits in the basement
My niggas had bricks in the basement
211 got it out the pavement
Kept them clips reloaded like the Matrix
I was spendin' money never savin'
I had to mature, had to make changes
Speak on the gang it could get dangerous
Bro passed me the stick like it's Playstation
12 came around and I Anne Frank'd it
This is real life it's not entertainment
Sing to yo' bitch like the Temptations
Then she proceed give me education
I ain't wit none of that damn fakin'
I ain't wit none of that hand shakin'
Niggas that called me they fam snaked me
I jus want all of the Ben Franklins
Gotta clock in gotta feed my baby
Fight my BM jus to see my baby
I gotta win man I gotta make it
I'm jus that nigga Andrena raised me
211 got it tatted on me
Good gelato know you smell it on me
OTF I got it tatted on me
F*ck it finna go and get my daddy on me
I jus try to stay numb to the bullshit
But my city is full of imposters
A young nigga be feelin' like Ben 10
Hit my apple watch, turn me to a monster
I jus wanna put Avery cakes through college
I need benefits out yal baby mommas
I want all of my niggas chasin' commas
I need all of niggas chasin' commas

I've been gone for a minute
Now I'm back I'll admit
It took a while jus to get it
Nothin' matters except my kid
And now I'm gone on a mission
Dad Hat f*ck a fitted
I put on for my city
I put on for my city
I've been gone for a minute
Had to go punch a ticket
God blessed me with a daughter
All the women I've played with
And I put on for my city
Dad hat, f*ck a fitted
People talk, I don't listen
Stay the f*ck, outta my business