Rob Kinelski - Daughters lyrics

[Produced by No I.D.] [Intro] Check it out I call it, yeah, yeah [Hook] For my brothers with daughters, I call this For my brothers with daughters, I call this For my brothers with daughters, I call this For my brothers with daughters [Verse 1] I saw my daughter send a letter to some boy her age Who locked up, first I regretted it, then caught my rage Like, how could I not protect her from this awful phase? Never tried to hide who I was, she was taught and raised Like a princess, but while I'm on stage I can't leave her defenseless Plus she's seen me switching women Pops was on some pimp sh** She heard stories of her daddy thuggin' So if her husband is a gangster, can't be mad, I'll love him Never for her I want better, homie in jail – dead that Wait till he come home, you can see where his head's at n***as got game, they be tryna live He seen your Mama crib Plus I'm sure he know who your father is Although you real, plus a honest kid Don't think I'm slow, I know you probably had that chronic lit You 17, I got a problem with it She looked at me like I'm not the cleanest father figure But she rockin' with it [Hook] For my brothers with daughters, I call this For my brothers with daughters, I call this Not sayin' that our sons are less important For my brothers with daughters, I call this For my brothers with daughters, I call this Not sayin' that our sons are less important [Verse 2] This morning I got a call, nearly split my wig This social network said, "Nas, go and get your kid!" She's on Twitter, I know she ain't gon' post no pic Of herself underdressed – no inappropriate sh**, right? Her mother cried when she answered Said she don't know what got inside this child's mind She planted a box of condoms on her dresser Then she Instagrammed it At this point I realized I ain't the strictest parent I'm too loose, I'm too cool with her Should've drove more time to school with her I thought I dropped enough j**els on her Took her from private school, so she can get a balance To public school, they're too nurture teen talents They grow fast, one day she's your little princess Next day she's talking boy business – what is this? They say the coolest playas and foulest heart breakers in the world, God gets us back, he makes us have precious little girls [Hook] [Verse 3] And I ain't trying to mess your thing up But I just wanna see you dream up I finally understand It ain't easy to raise a girl as a single man Nah, the way mothers feel for they sons How fathers feel for they daughters When he date, he straight, chip off his own papa When she date, we wait behind the door with the sawed off ‘Cause we think no one is good enough for our daughters Love