From the recording Born Afro
Lyrics
When I make post e-adagow-tha
I just left a poem on your voicemail
Jamila known to stay when it all falls
Briana gonna f*** my n**** Ismail
Put me on your close friends
In-nigka-kaytow
You wanna find me
That's what the sites for
When I sing about you
Can you decipher
Pay for your self-care
F*** you proper
Before you trip off this d***
Ask your doctor
Don’t call me daddy
Call me papa
When you say who you are
Ay-kee-daffkard
Ay-kee-daffkard
La-king-kahowna goup-sagal
You wanna eat bierd-safal
La-king-kahowna goup-sagal
You wanna eat bierd-safal
But you can hit me up
When I’m alone again
I know it hurts but can you hold it in
You the type of cloth
I wanna fold again
Treat me like your only fan
You can hit me up
When I’m alone again
I know it hurts but can you hold it in
You the type of cloth
I wanna fold again
Treat me like your only fan
You got me scrolling scrolling scrolling
Now I got you moaning moaning moaning
No one come to save you
Watch how you spend your hours
I become the n**** that I be proud of
Living is a dream
But it doesn't come with flowers
Until you’re in the morgue
After your last shower
Cause they gon built you up
And tear you down like them towers
So when I'm in that 9-11 the world ours
Before it goes sweet It gotta start sour
Before it goes sweet It gotta start sour
Well this drake for my dawg
He was no coward
Being yourself is a true power
Iskai-lalaluw forgive me my brother
I did things I'm really not proud of
But know I'm stacking up
I wanna live to be
A father
I wanna live to be
So know I'm stacking up
I wanna live to be
A father
I wanna live to be
So you can hit me up
When I’m alone again
I know it hurts but can you hold it in
You the type of cloth
I wanna fold again
Treat me like your only fan