More songs by Joyner Lucas
Description
Producer: Markmywords
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yeah.
I know you're going through a lot, and you probably don't wanna talk about this, but
I'm just tryna understand a couple things. I just wanna,
I just wanna gain some perspective, if you don't mind.
Look, I know it ain't my business, but I need to know your compass.
What made you have a baby by a nigga you don't fuck with?
I know you in your feelings, treating anger like some comfort.
Now you out here being spiteful with the nigga that you stuck with. Fuck it, I'm just wondering why you need it all.
He wanna be a dad, but you won't let him be involved. I picture me being in his place.
That shit'll have me misplaced, contemplating my mistakes to beat it raw.
I hate a woman that be weaponizing children, knowing this'll be the price.
Now you all up on the 'Gram, using sympathy for likes.
Cock-blocking every chance like he ain't never needed rights. I know some real fuck niggas that you ain't never seen in life.
He just wanna make it right, you take him back to court.
You say you want child support, but not dad support.
Say you can raise him on your own, and now you lack support. 'Til your kid wonder how come he ain't got a dad no more.
I hope you heal all your unsolved trauma and heavy wounds.
Shit that got you mad while bumping them petty tunes.
Plotting your revenge like using a stepping stool to push him over the edge and blocking his every move.
You mad 'cause he got a new chick, and you'll be damned if he bring that baby 'round a new bitch.
You say he left you out to dry with and got some new shit.
Now ain't no way to keep it cordial and be on some cool shit.
So you hit him where it hurts, but you don't get that a nigga gon' be a nigga. Like a woman is a gun and the trigger gon' be a trigger.
And no matter how you feel about the shit that'll made you bitter, know your child needs a father, just something to reconsider.
Yo, listen, bitch.
It's not that serious. Stop calling my line.
Stop hitting me, like, you doing too much.
I told you, you don't wanna be my bitch, you don't wanna let me fuck, that's fine, but I don't want nothing to do with the baby, and I don't want nothing to do with you, alright?
You don't wanna be my bitch, and I don't wanna be the father, so cool off that. Bye.
Look, I gotta tell you how it is, bruh, this shit ain't 'bout to slide. What made you make a baby just to leave it out to dry?
You call yourself a man, but you been living out a lie.
Now your child gotta suffer 'cause his pops got no pride.
I hate a fuck nigga tryna hide, avoiding shit that really needed you. Abandoning your seeds just 'cause she don't wanna be with you.
You say the only way you'll be around is if she sleep with you.
Concerned about your needs instead of doing what you need to do. And I don't care what the past be.
'Cause if I'ma keep it G, I think you need your ass beat.
Yeah, I think you need a wake-up call, something you been waiting for. 'Cause bitch niggas like you could never dad me.
Plus your baby mama cool, she don't ever trip.
She working two or three jobs like it's effortless. She put that life before her own, turned a house into a home.
Handled business all alone, shit you never did.
You never calling on no birthdays, holiday check-ins. Got a new bitch, saying her new kids your stepkids.
Couldn't buy your child shoes, but went and bought a necklace.
Shitting on your BM and treat her like some next bitch.
But I ain't too surprised, I done seen too many bitches in these niggas. Had to light some hoes 'cause you ain't fit to see the picture.
I hope one day you see that your problem is being bitter.
'Cause your child needs a father, just something to reconsider, nigga.
English translation
Yeah.
I know you're going through a lot, and you probably don't wanna talk about this, but
I'm just tryna understand a couple things. I just wanna,
I just wanna gain some perspective, if you don't mind.
Look, I know it ain't my business, but I need to know your compass.
What made you have a baby by a nigga you don't fuck with?
I know you in your feelings, treating anger like some comfort.
Now you out here being spiteful with the nigga that you stuck with. Fuck it, I'm just wondering why you need it all.
He wanna be a dad, but you won't let him be involved. I picture me being in his place.
That shit'll have me misplaced, contemplating my mistakes to beat it raw.
I hate a woman that be weaponizing children, knowing this'll be the price.
Now you all up on the 'Gram, using sympathy for likes.
Cock-blocking every chance like he ain't never needed rights. I know some real fuck niggas that you ain't never seen in life.
He just wanna make it right, you take him back to court.
You say you want child support, but not dad support.
Say you can raise him on your own, and now you lack support. 'Til your kid wonder how come he ain't got a dad no more.
I hope you heal all your unsolved trauma and heavy wounds.
Shit that got you mad while bumping them petty tunes.
Plotting your revenge like using a stepping stool to push him over the edge and blocking his every move.
You mad 'cause he got a new chick, and you'll be damned if he bring that baby 'round a new bitch.
You say he left you out to dry with and got some new shit.
Now ain't no way to keep it cordial and be on some cool shit.
So you hit him where it hurts, but you don't get that a nigga gon' be a nigga. Like a woman is a gun and the trigger gon' be a trigger.
And no matter how you feel about the shit that'll made you bitter, know your child needs a father, just something to reconsider.
Yo, listen, bitch.
It's not that serious. Stop calling my line.
Stop hitting me, like, you doing too much.
I told you, you don't wanna be my bitch, you don't wanna let me fuck, that's fine, but I don't want nothing to do with the baby, and I don't want nothing to do with you, alright?
You don't wanna be my bitch, and I don't wanna be the father, so cool off that. Bye.
Look, I gotta tell you how it is, bruh, this shit ain't 'bout to slide. What made you make a baby just to leave it out to dry?
You call yourself a man, but you been living out a lie.
Now your child gotta suffer 'cause his pops got no pride.
I hate a fuck nigga tryna hide, avoiding shit that really needed you. Abandoning your seeds just 'cause she don't wanna be with you.
You say the only way you'll be around is if she sleep with you.
Concerned about your needs instead of doing what you need to do. And I don't care what the past be.
'Cause if I'ma keep it G, I think you need your ass beat.
Yeah, I think you need a wake-up call, something you been waiting for. 'Cause bitch niggas like you could never dad me.
Plus your baby mama cool, she don't ever trip.
She working two or three jobs like it's effortless. She put that life before her own, turned a house into a home.
Handled business all alone, shit you never did.
You never calling on no birthdays, holiday check-ins. Got a new bitch, saying her new kids your stepkids.
Couldn't buy your child shoes, but went and bought a necklace.
Shitting on your BM and treat her like some next bitch.
But I ain't too surprised, I done seen too many bitches in these niggas. Had to light some hoes 'cause you ain't fit to see the picture.
I hope one day you see that your problem is being bitter.
'Cause your child needs a father, just something to reconsider, nigga.