This for my
Brown kid in a white world
Who's fallen victim to a white girl
Who thought he knew it all at 19
Misunderstood as a hype fein
Bitter cuz they squeezed
His little pipe dream
And yea they had the power
But bruh he gave it to em
He took they empty words
And he applied it to him
Niggas who mean nothing
Bitches who dream nothing
Now he barely trusts his cousin
And barely god above him
Don't listen to the single dad
Mingle dad
Be the dad you wish you had
Lift the sad
Just be on to better things
Just take that rental back
Aristocrat
Just be that man that god
Take time and muster that
Just don't be stuck on stupid
Don't let it effect the music
Be all yo momma wanted
Don't put a thing above it
Cuz when she gone
Don't have regrets
Cuz from the grave she'll feel it
And respect yo pops
You never know
You might be spitting image
It's our day
It's our time
To think it over
And do this right
Why didn't I
Get this right
Why didn't I
So little me just be a bigger you
Focus on the shit in front of you
Dont let em call you a.d.d.
Don't let em come for you
Don't let em break your little spirit
Know that's what blood'll do
Cuz idk
Guess that's what they supposed to do
Maybe the man upstairs
He got a plan or two
Maybe all them chances you gave
That's what you supposed to do
Guess that's what J would do
It's gotta equal 2
1 plus 1 can't ever equal you
To be selfish is blind
That's what the people do
Please take care of your mind
Don't think the weed'll do
Tattoos are good for your skin
Okay maybe they not but
Do anything to love the skin that you in
All other shit is pretend
Just go find where you fit in
No need to fit in a pen
When your ways change you in
There's no secret to win
Just be aware of your sins
And say sorry, it depends
It's our day
It's our time
To think it over
And do this right
Why didn't I
Get this right
Why didn't I
Nobody's checkin tho
Nobody really cares
And it ain't a bad thing
Just do the dad thing
Put yourself in position now
With a bad queen
And make sure that's your shorty
Not just a bad ting
Oh and all them niggas before
They didn't matter
How come she right there with you
F*ck all the chatter
Whatever voices in your head
Feeding you cap
Can't be louder than the
Ass sittin there in your lap
F*ck how that last nigga hit it
He prob glass with it
I bet the last never split it
He took the last of it
He can't even man up bout his baby
Now that's yo baby ain't it
But you know you know how to handle it
Yea you got that training ain't you
Make sure you watch training day
Make sure you listen to usher
Make sure you gain some weight
Make sure that sum ain't alot
Just keep your man frame
Man show that sun what you got
Just do the damn thing
It's our day
It's our time
To think it over
And do this right
Why didn't I
Get this right
Why didn't I
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This for my
Brown kid in a white world
Who's fallen victim to a white girl
Who thought he knew it all at 19
Misunderstood as a hype fein
Bitter cuz they squeezed
His little pipe dream
And yea they had the power
But bruh he gave it to em
He took they empty words
And he applied it to him
Niggas who mean nothing
Bitches who dream nothing
Now he barely trusts his cousin
And barely god above him
Don't listen to the single dad
Mingle dad
Be the dad you wish you had
Lift the sad
Just be on to better things
Just take that rental back
Aristocrat
Just be that man that god
Take time and muster that
Just don't be stuck on stupid
Don't let it effect the music
Be all yo momma wanted
Don't put a thing above it
Cuz when she gone
Don't have regrets
Cuz from the grave she'll feel it
And respect yo pops
You never know
You might be spitting image
It's our day
It's our time
To think it over
And do this right
Why didn't I
Get this right
Why didn't I
So little me just be a bigger you
Focus on the shit in front of you
Dont let em call you a.d.d.
Don't let em come for you
Don't let em break your little spirit
Know that's what blood'll do
Cuz idk
Guess that's what they supposed to do
Maybe the man upstairs
He got a plan or two
Maybe all them chances you gave
That's what you supposed to do
Guess that's what J would do
It's gotta equal 2
1 plus 1 can't ever equal you
To be selfish is blind
That's what the people do
Please take care of your mind
Don't think the weed'll do
Tattoos are good for your skin
Okay maybe they not but
Do anything to love the skin that you in
All other shit is pretend
Just go find where you fit in
No need to fit in a pen
When your ways change you in
There's no secret to win
Just be aware of your sins
And say sorry, it depends
It's our day
It's our time
To think it over
And do this right
Why didn't I
Get this right
Why didn't I
Nobody's checkin tho
Nobody really cares
And it ain't a bad thing
Just do the dad thing
Put yourself in position now
With a bad queen
And make sure that's your shorty
Not just a bad ting
Oh and all them niggas before
They didn't matter
How come she right there with you
F*ck all the chatter
Whatever voices in your head
Feeding you cap
Can't be louder than the
Ass sittin there in your lap
F*ck how that last nigga hit it
He prob glass with it
I bet the last never split it
He took the last of it
He can't even man up bout his baby
Now that's yo baby ain't it
But you know you know how to handle it
Yea you got that training ain't you
Make sure you watch training day
Make sure you listen to usher
Make sure you gain some weight
Make sure that sum ain't alot
Just keep your man frame
Man show that sun what you got
Just do the damn thing
It's our day
It's our time
To think it over
And do this right
Why didn't I
Get this right
Why didn't I
Brown kid in a white world
Who's fallen victim to a white girl
Who thought he knew it all at 19
Misunderstood as a hype fein
Bitter cuz they squeezed
His little pipe dream
And yea they had the power
But bruh he gave it to em
He took they empty words
And he applied it to him
Niggas who mean nothing
Bitches who dream nothing
Now he barely trusts his cousin
And barely god above him
Don't listen to the single dad
Mingle dad
Be the dad you wish you had
Lift the sad
Just be on to better things
Just take that rental back
Aristocrat
Just be that man that god
Take time and muster that
Just don't be stuck on stupid
Don't let it effect the music
Be all yo momma wanted
Don't put a thing above it
Cuz when she gone
Don't have regrets
Cuz from the grave she'll feel it
And respect yo pops
You never know
You might be spitting image
It's our day
It's our time
To think it over
And do this right
Why didn't I
Get this right
Why didn't I
So little me just be a bigger you
Focus on the shit in front of you
Dont let em call you a.d.d.
Don't let em come for you
Don't let em break your little spirit
Know that's what blood'll do
Cuz idk
Guess that's what they supposed to do
Maybe the man upstairs
He got a plan or two
Maybe all them chances you gave
That's what you supposed to do
Guess that's what J would do
It's gotta equal 2
1 plus 1 can't ever equal you
To be selfish is blind
That's what the people do
Please take care of your mind
Don't think the weed'll do
Tattoos are good for your skin
Okay maybe they not but
Do anything to love the skin that you in
All other shit is pretend
Just go find where you fit in
No need to fit in a pen
When your ways change you in
There's no secret to win
Just be aware of your sins
And say sorry, it depends
It's our day
It's our time
To think it over
And do this right
Why didn't I
Get this right
Why didn't I
Nobody's checkin tho
Nobody really cares
And it ain't a bad thing
Just do the dad thing
Put yourself in position now
With a bad queen
And make sure that's your shorty
Not just a bad ting
Oh and all them niggas before
They didn't matter
How come she right there with you
F*ck all the chatter
Whatever voices in your head
Feeding you cap
Can't be louder than the
Ass sittin there in your lap
F*ck how that last nigga hit it
He prob glass with it
I bet the last never split it
He took the last of it
He can't even man up bout his baby
Now that's yo baby ain't it
But you know you know how to handle it
Yea you got that training ain't you
Make sure you watch training day
Make sure you listen to usher
Make sure you gain some weight
Make sure that sum ain't alot
Just keep your man frame
Man show that sun what you got
Just do the damn thing
It's our day
It's our time
To think it over
And do this right
Why didn't I
Get this right
Why didn't I
Writer: Adrian Keating, Aliyana Keating, Austin Keating, Deshaun Martinez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: SomeKidFromMarylnd
Language: English
Length: 3:26
Written by: Adrian Keating, Aliyana Keating, Austin Keating, Deshaun Martinez