Nick Cannon - Divorce Papers (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro] Uhh, guess I got to talk about it Yea, alright [Verse] Divorce papers, my lawyer said "don't say sh**" Goldman gon' be mad, Nina gon' be heated They havin' private meetings saying "Nick is going crazy" He out here wearing turbans, next he tryna battle Jay Z Haters in my comments sayin' "Eminem the greatest" sh**, I agree - where he at, doe? I'm a fan yo, but first and foremost I'm a man though, that 2010 bullsh** n***a been let that go, Stan flow "Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't call Tea's goin' cold, the writing's on the wall" But dog, there's certain sh** I can't stand for So all the Stans gotta understand though, damn Em, right now I could really relate to him Drug habits, all the pain that he was in Seein' foul sh** when you don't know Where your baby mama been Ironically, I felt the same way about a chick named Kim Since we got a lot in common Maybe he could recommend some rehab for me 'Member when the fan's was glad for me Now they wanna bag, talk sh**, and dab on me They don't realize my pop just died, damn, homie This my real life, I almost died twice myself But f** my health, y'all felt I kept this sh** held up Over some motherf**ing alimony? Now who phony? When y'all need help, y'all call me When I need help, y'all call TMZ Y'all believe everything that y'all see Maaan, even the n***as who can't read Hate is a disease And now I'm in the streets tryna make this track the vaccine My Dad said next time that I need to find a black queen He don't understand that she was already that I feel trapped, queen - where Fetty at? Cause right now, I could really use some rémy And I don't even drink, but this truth serum's in me When Drake was Jimmy, mill-i-ons I had twenty Older women I had plenty, but from the outside Y'all thought I was just silly I first tried to holla when Usher was with Chilli We could've made a k**in'! If Kanye feel like Pablo, I feel like Ike Turn up? I just might When the world hate you because of what she sing about I should've listened to y'all tips - bring 'em out What happened to the rings? Did she fling 'em out? Do she trip when she see me with a new 'ting around? We single now, but we really need to think about Is how a child deals, how a child feels Because we got two and they brilliant for real Resilient for real My daughter said "Daddy why yo' eyes in tears?" "Because the last time I dropped you and your brother off I didn't get a call next day and it felt like years And I'ma be honest sometimes I hate to hear Y'all on the other line havin' fun without me" I wonder if my son will ever doubt me Cause what the press write about me I done lost faith in everybody What's love? I don't care about it I just want my kids to be safe, there you got it Now y'all happy? Hope she happy. Know she happy Paparazzi snappin', f** 'em all cause they see my sadness And just walk it off, I guess I'm the dog That caused it all, it's what the rags wrote Y'all never know, cause I'll never talk If I speak, only spiritual gifts about my dream girl Was blessed to make miracles with And I'ma lay it on thick, like that miracle chick Watt's up, shots out to the southeast Nick Whether poetry or Wild 'N Out my mouthpiece sick And I'm about to spit it out, like Steph in the clutch Been a warrior with mine You n***as just wasn't steppin' it up You boys was too cavalier, Kevin Lovin' it up And now I can't see my kids cause the government s** Republicans cheer when the black families split up Before? "No child support,"black daddy good luck!" Roc' shaking me awake, like "Daddy get up! Are you woke? Are you woke? Are you broke? Are you broke? I don't know, either way, Daddy we gotta go!" It's been over two years and I'm the one that's been waitin' It's f**ed up that the time that you spend with your own kids Is called "visitation" Man, f** it let's sign these papers [throws headphones]