"Daddy's Girl Interlude" lyrics
Latto Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, sing (Say it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Uh)
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Feel like you left me a map that led me nowhere and I been tryna adapt
But I'm bumpin' into dead ends and roads that always collapse
It ain't right, the way I rely on my nigga to fill in the gaps
And you probably thinking that I could wipe my tears away with a stack, huh
Lot of regrets when I see my reflection
A lot of broken promises and a lot of unanswered questions
I been bottlin' up the pain and it turned into aggression
Even UPS can't get the message if you don't address it
I don't even know how to express it
My protector left me with no protection
I started this confession and mad that I'm progressing
But my blessings ain't your blessings
You confusing love with transgression and that shit so depressing, damn
Hmm, when they alive, but you grieving
Pride aside, I always wondered why my last name was Stephens
Instead of tryna get some closure, I was tryna get even
But I'm lookin' at this shit so different now, you wouldn't even believe it
Hope you ain't thinkin' I still think my mama perfect either
I took the cape off and seen y'all as just my conceivers
To this day, I'd rather play fair and then lose, then to win my cheating
I got my own on the way now, and I can't wait to teach her
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Sing
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, sing)
Yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh, uh
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Sing)
Hey, y'all, what's up, man, it's your boy Pitstop Ent
Ayy, man, I just wanna talk about some issues, man
Like everything, everybody think this shit is all sweet
You know, in the rap game and all that shit, man
But real, real, real, real smoke though, bruh
Um, a lot of stuff comes with that- with that life, you know what I mean?
Being on TV and people all in your mix
People feelin' like they know you and shit
They always wanna try you, you know what I'm sayin'?
So, you know, I-I don't know about the rest of these cats
But I'm not really that one you wanna try in real life, you know what I'm saying?
But people get it confused with TV
All I'm sayin' to y'all is, man, listen, man
Keep your head on straight, bruh, use your brain
If somebody's in the position of power
You probably don't wanna fuck with them, you know?
Real smoke, bruh, keep it one hundred
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, sing (Say it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Uh)
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Feel like you left me a map that led me nowhere and I been tryna adapt
But I'm bumpin' into dead ends and roads that always collapse
It ain't right, the way I rely on my nigga to fill in the gaps
And you probably thinking that I could wipe my tears away with a stack, huh
Lot of regrets when I see my reflection
A lot of broken promises and a lot of unanswered questions
I been bottlin' up the pain and it turned into aggression
Even UPS can't get the message if you don't address it
I don't even know how to express it
My protector left me with no protection
I started this confession and mad that I'm progressing
But my blessings ain't your blessings
You confusing love with transgression and that shit so depressing, damn
Hmm, when they alive, but you grieving
Pride aside, I always wondered why my last name was Stephens
Instead of tryna get some closure, I was tryna get even
But I'm lookin' at this shit so different now, you wouldn't even believe it
Hope you ain't thinkin' I still think my mama perfect either
I took the cape off and seen y'all as just my conceivers
To this day, I'd rather play fair and then lose, then to win my cheating
I got my own on the way now, and I can't wait to teach her
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Sing
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, sing)
Yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh, uh
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Sing)
Hey, y'all, what's up, man, it's your boy Pitstop Ent
Ayy, man, I just wanna talk about some issues, man
Like everything, everybody think this shit is all sweet
You know, in the rap game and all that shit, man
But real, real, real, real smoke though, bruh
Um, a lot of stuff comes with that- with that life, you know what I mean?
Being on TV and people all in your mix
People feelin' like they know you and shit
They always wanna try you, you know what I'm sayin'?
So, you know, I-I don't know about the rest of these cats
But I'm not really that one you wanna try in real life, you know what I'm saying?
But people get it confused with TV
All I'm sayin' to y'all is, man, listen, man
Keep your head on straight, bruh, use your brain
If somebody's in the position of power
You probably don't wanna fuck with them, you know?
Real smoke, bruh, keep it one hundred
