Yeah I know, yeah I know yeah I know
I'll probably regret this
Proud,voice in my head is getting loud
Saying that I won't make it if I never make you proud
Try with all my efforts but to you It never counts cause you see Everything in me but you dont ever see your child,how
Am Ireally that much of a disappointment
Do I not cut the deal , or am I just not that important
Am I not good enough for you to tell em this my son
Yeah you got a lotta kids buh bro to me you're like the one,cause there's no other,oh shit there is
Met him a couple years back and he's been here since
And he's shown me that he loves me ,yeah he has kids
But that shii never got to stop him from being there when I need him
But i get it,you dont got time,that's what I always tell mom
When she askin me why you never ever talk to your son
That's an excuse I make for you to her,buh what about me
Outchea thinkin bout the last time you prolly thought about me,damn
I'm not sure if you love me 'cause you never say it out
I'm failing though my whole life I've been tryna make you proud
Few days ago I spoke to sis
And she was kinda pissed
Talkin bout how you never talk to her though she is your kid
Thought it was me but nah it's all of us except for your kids
That's when I swore when I got kids I'll never treat em like this
She feels rejected
Not really what I expected
Cause Everytime we come to you I feel like y'all connecting
Then I remember that you only love me when I get there
Soon as a nigga gone you then forget that I'm existing
And I don't mean no disrespect pops
Just that somedays I ain't even know how to act pops
Suffer from obsession over you its getting bad pops
Callin on your phone steady hoping you ain't dead pops
But you never picking up, yeah you never there pops
Sending cash monthly yow I'm guessing that you care pops
I just wanna talk to you,maybe call you dad pops
Maybe have a conversation, maybe share my mere thoughts
But you never got the time and that shit's messing up my mind
Every night and day I always pray to God that you fine
For I still need you in my life
I really do, oh I do, oh I do
Oh yeah I do
I do
Yeah we good bro
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Yeah I know, yeah I know yeah I know
I'll probably regret this
Proud,voice in my head is getting loud
Saying that I won't make it if I never make you proud
Try with all my efforts but to you It never counts cause you see Everything in me but you dont ever see your child,how
Am Ireally that much of a disappointment
Do I not cut the deal , or am I just not that important
Am I not good enough for you to tell em this my son
Yeah you got a lotta kids buh bro to me you're like the one,cause there's no other,oh shit there is
Met him a couple years back and he's been here since
And he's shown me that he loves me ,yeah he has kids
But that shii never got to stop him from being there when I need him
But i get it,you dont got time,that's what I always tell mom
When she askin me why you never ever talk to your son
That's an excuse I make for you to her,buh what about me
Outchea thinkin bout the last time you prolly thought about me,damn
I'm not sure if you love me 'cause you never say it out
I'm failing though my whole life I've been tryna make you proud
Few days ago I spoke to sis
And she was kinda pissed
Talkin bout how you never talk to her though she is your kid
Thought it was me but nah it's all of us except for your kids
That's when I swore when I got kids I'll never treat em like this
She feels rejected
Not really what I expected
Cause Everytime we come to you I feel like y'all connecting
Then I remember that you only love me when I get there
Soon as a nigga gone you then forget that I'm existing
And I don't mean no disrespect pops
Just that somedays I ain't even know how to act pops
Suffer from obsession over you its getting bad pops
Callin on your phone steady hoping you ain't dead pops
But you never picking up, yeah you never there pops
Sending cash monthly yow I'm guessing that you care pops
I just wanna talk to you,maybe call you dad pops
Maybe have a conversation, maybe share my mere thoughts
But you never got the time and that shit's messing up my mind
Every night and day I always pray to God that you fine
For I still need you in my life
I really do, oh I do, oh I do
Oh yeah I do
I do
Yeah we good bro
I'll probably regret this
Proud,voice in my head is getting loud
Saying that I won't make it if I never make you proud
Try with all my efforts but to you It never counts cause you see Everything in me but you dont ever see your child,how
Am Ireally that much of a disappointment
Do I not cut the deal , or am I just not that important
Am I not good enough for you to tell em this my son
Yeah you got a lotta kids buh bro to me you're like the one,cause there's no other,oh shit there is
Met him a couple years back and he's been here since
And he's shown me that he loves me ,yeah he has kids
But that shii never got to stop him from being there when I need him
But i get it,you dont got time,that's what I always tell mom
When she askin me why you never ever talk to your son
That's an excuse I make for you to her,buh what about me
Outchea thinkin bout the last time you prolly thought about me,damn
I'm not sure if you love me 'cause you never say it out
I'm failing though my whole life I've been tryna make you proud
Few days ago I spoke to sis
And she was kinda pissed
Talkin bout how you never talk to her though she is your kid
Thought it was me but nah it's all of us except for your kids
That's when I swore when I got kids I'll never treat em like this
She feels rejected
Not really what I expected
Cause Everytime we come to you I feel like y'all connecting
Then I remember that you only love me when I get there
Soon as a nigga gone you then forget that I'm existing
And I don't mean no disrespect pops
Just that somedays I ain't even know how to act pops
Suffer from obsession over you its getting bad pops
Callin on your phone steady hoping you ain't dead pops
But you never picking up, yeah you never there pops
Sending cash monthly yow I'm guessing that you care pops
I just wanna talk to you,maybe call you dad pops
Maybe have a conversation, maybe share my mere thoughts
But you never got the time and that shit's messing up my mind
Every night and day I always pray to God that you fine
For I still need you in my life
I really do, oh I do, oh I do
Oh yeah I do
I do
Yeah we good bro
Writer: Ofentse Ruiters
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