- The Game A Father’s Prayer 歌詞
- The Game
- [Verse 1]
This a open letter to my daughter, nigga
This is Hov talking to Rumi and Blue Carter, nigga
This is Nas talking to Destiny
This Imani and Nips legacy
Beautiful black babies
I hope you never meet a nigga like me, but one who treat you like a lady
It aint about the Hermes bag and the Mercedes
Its about whenever you cry, he stop you from going crazy
A lot of niggas gon be shooting they shot, thats my baby
For my blessing, its 33 seconds, Tracy McGrady
Niggas shady so I gotta protect you, Em and Hailie
Tell them disrespectful niggas I polish the semi daily
I trust you, I love you, get chills when I touch you
Open the Rari doors, you hop in, and I hug you
Tell you Daddy aint perfect, I did what I had to do
And one day Im gon explain, Tristan Thompson, the truth
[Chorus]
Think Im superhuman but Im only human
Over my baby, we can get into it
Hop out the Bentley Coupe while its still movin
Like, 'Nigga, this my daughter, tell me what we doin'
I cant see it comin down my eyes
So I make somebody son cry
I cant see it comin down my eyes
So I make somebody son cry, look
[Verse 2]
I call it California dream cause Im livin one
Hollowed up them FNNs and show a nigga sum
Or you could be my third son, take a pic or sum
Linin Budweiser cans up and shoot the blick or sum
You rolled Backwoods but she dont smoke
Her mama grew up in60s, my nigga, she aint no joke
But dont be cuzzin my daughter, she aint no Loc
And dont be drivin her brazy cause them are folks
So smart, so beautiful, baby hands to the cuticles
Rolex at 11, she aint impressed by the usual
Dont ever disrespect her, overstep that slow
Keep a fresh pack of Magnums, you aint hittin that raw
You aint hittin at all, I told her wait for marriage
Iced out since she was 2 so she dont date for karats
Its like Ye in Paris, went off in shine town
Im either walking it down the aisle or walking straight out of trial
**** with me
[Chorus]
Think Im superhuman but Im only human
Over my baby, we can get into it
Hop out the Bentley Coupe while its still movin
Like, 'Nigga, this my daughter, tell me what we doin'
I cant see it comin down my eyes
So I make somebody son cry
I cant see it comin down my eyes
So I make somebody son cry, look
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