Suspect - Fatherless Child lyrics

(Intro) It's for them n***as, with kids Feel me? It's a lot goin' on Let's talk about it, ya feel me? Aye (Hook x2) My momma said 'son, yo daddy's missin' Damn, momma, that's someone you don't need to mention You feed my soul and you clean the dishes I'm just a song with a lot of cloud A.k.a. a fatherless child (Verse) My daughter woke me up and said 'daddy, I luv ya' Don't want nuttin' from ya, just wanna kiss and hug ya Kiss and hug her back, you always here Don't come and go as you want to sponsored links I got yo back no matter the situation that confront you We a perfect match, a lot of daughters don't have fathers Stick around to have bad fathers Lacking education, don't even take 'em to cla** fathers No mr. Potato-Head, f** around and just masked fathers Always in the can, piece of trash fathers But then you got people like brothers, sons Stuck around, s**ed it up, a lil' different than my uncle was My percent is a hundid plus, lot of fathers in the cuffs Decisions that they make in life s** Till they daughters bein' touched Now you don't look so tough Nuttin' that you can do because you're stuck Life is rough, but you knew that from the jump And the beat express the wounds, but the lyrics uncut This for every kid in the world that need luv Truly yours, uncle Suts (Hook x2) My momma said 'son, yo daddy's missin' Damn, momma, that's someone you don't need to mention You feed my soul and you clean the dishes I'm just a song with a lot of cloud A.k.a. a fatherless child (Verse) I don't know if ya noticed, I'm tryna be as perfect as Joseph From prom to the weddin' I'm bringin' you roses This luv is explosive, I'll bring it in doses Brought you in and I owe you as long as you are my child Continue to show you, you too young to understand What I be spittin' these vocals Why get defensive when different n***as approach you? So many playas in the game, guess I'm here to just coat you And I want you to see it all, become distant from local I can't forget about my sons cause I am one I guess my father cracked under the gun Misdirection weighs a ton Pregnancy test like a felony; got n***as on the run Child support got 'em scared to get a job, taking funds My momma did it on her own Guess God sent me from a stork I mean let my father live, didn't even take him to court No marriage, no divorce, just needed moral support I grew to be a man from GOD and the G's in the sort (Hook x2) My momma said 'son, yo daddy's missin' Damn, momma, that's someone you don't need to mention You feed my soul and you clean the dishes I'm just a song with a lot of cloud A.k.a. a fatherless child