Otaqu Father - H O T E L S T O R Y Lyrics

She was a hotel story just waiting to happen
Making moves to be misused but shit she statin' she happy
I could tell her some shit was wrong but she just had to go live it
In this story about her death
This how the world would depict it
Another hoe in the making
Trynna hustle the game
I dont mean to call her a hoe
I leave respect on her name
Its a shame to watch her change from a life that was gifted
She had it all
And I'm appalled by how this story was scripted
Barely 19 in her parents house
This daddy's lil girl
She did no wrong inside his eyes
Cause She was daddy's whole world
His last daughter as a father he could never be strict
Her first time having sex she was addicted to dick
She did no drugs
And had no things to do with niggas who did
No typo I said niggas cause that's all she would hit
She was a drop out
Never finished past her sophomore year
No wonder all her choices for maturity split
She got paid
But never had to work a day in her life
That's right
That means daddy's always buying her shit
She don't understand how to be a strong woman today
She's never had that lesson bout having to earn all your shit
Her emotions be taking over
She's acting off of impulses
She's beautiful as the thorn and as painful as all the roses
Stressing over depression cause
Niggas spraying their hoses
All over the garden
Her mental state decomposes
She was a hotel story just waiting to happen
Making moves to be misused but shit she statin' she happy
I could tell her some shit was wrong but she just had to go live it
In this story about her death
This how the world would depict it
Another hoe in the making
Trynna hustle the game
I dont mean to call her a hoe
I leave respect on her name
Its a shame to watch her change from a life that was gifted
She had it all
And I'm appalled by how this story was scripted
Pause
She living life like it's her last days
Hope to high a nigga don't push her to read the last page
Damn
I can't keep reading
But shit I'm past stage
Frightened by emotions that's rising like curtains past age
She'll never admit it
Her body's glass cage
First sign of cracking
Was happening making her last phase
Seem like decisions mixed in with bad ways
Never had a thought about living, loving, or bad days
And now her father
Crying
He's outliving his daughter
He have to go bury her
Tore his heart up
He should've been stricter at least apart of
Her decisions
He's reminiscing on where he went wrong
Let her go out
To early in she was wearing them thongs
Had her thinking she's ready
That she's been waiting to long
He should've listened
He should've listened
But now that she's gone
She was a hotel story just waiting to happen
Making moves to be misused but shit she statin' she happy
I could tell her some shit was wrong but she just had to go live it
In this story about her death
This how the world would depict it
Another hoe in the making
Trynna hustle the game
I dont mean to call her a hoe
I leave respect on her name
Its a shame to watch her change from a life that was gifted
She had it all
And I'm appalled by how this story was scripted