My Daddy's Son (Explicit)

My Daddy's Son (Explicit) - Dame D.O.L.L.A./Lil Wayne

Produced by：Nonstop/Boogz Da Beast

Nonstop

I tried to be solid

I tried to be solid

But so many niggas be fakin' this ****

Fakin' this ****

Beef with my girl and somehow

They thought my spot was vacant again

Vacant again

Like Dame out the house

And I know that he probably complacent again

See me out and get bloody mouth

I embrace the revenge

Check the 'Gram boy

I'm straight with my hands

I only do family

Don't play with no friends

'Cross me you done

We ain't makin' amends

Millions to blow

Boy

I play with them bands

You ain't from the hood

We ain't playin' in sand

Too solid for niggas

Got some Prada

Now they proud of you nigga

Poppin' out they poppin' out with you nigga

Ain't got a B

But I got me some figures

I'm different

Speak on me wrong

I create a lil' distance

So many people fell off on the mission

Bad boy like Diddy or Zeke on the Pistons

Love how I speak

I'm a G it's consistent

I know they call so many niggas goat

But they ain't complete the assignment

So mamy things need alignment

Pressure on me it's a diamond

I get thirty every night easy

H*es catch a vibe when they see me

On a new level

They PeeWee

A*s fat palm her like Keke

Yeah

I know I'm meant for the top top

Theres just no better example

I should start sellin' a manual uh

I should

I'm like Kyrie with the handles

Yeah

Gucci from head to the sandals

Uh

Fifty-one million that's annual

Get to it quickly Immanuel

Quick

I'm too real to be canceled

Matchin' vibes by Louie certified

Foreign whips

You niggas know the time

I was him way before my prime

Dolla 'cause I tend to the dimes

I **** up a check

**** up a check

'Cause my pockets deeper

Than most of these niggas

Just know they gon' give me repsect

Repsect

I don't play no games

Or do jokes with these niggas

I don't play no games

Or do jokes with these niggas

Go hard in the paint

I go post on these niggas

These niggas campaign

I don't vote for these niggas

Ain't got no champagne

I got toast for these niggas

Smoke somethin'

I walk with a limp like I broke somethin'

I like that uzi

Spit like a loogie

It sound like it's clearin' his throat for 'em

Feds takin' pics

I'ma pose for 'em

All on my d**k like I know some

Niggas want they flowers

Then grow some

I come to this funeral and throw some

Money and the power

I got both of 'em

Bugatti tsunami for sure comin'

I caught the salami and cold cut 'em

I'm like Aaron Rogers

No huddle

And I'ma put all my niggas down

I'ma put all my ******* up

Them niggas too small to be biggin' 'em up

And I start all my cars with digital touch

If I reach for the stars

Them ******* get touched

And if she lick my balls

My d**k gon' go nuts

And no fleas on my dogs ever since we was pups

And them flies on the wall never listen to us

And I keep the operation for cooperation

Ain't nobody safe

I know the combination

You gon' pay donation if we tolerate ya

Shawty body fake I know the opp is faker

Her lips is workin' like a occupation

I will pistol whip ya

I will bobblehead ya

I will discontinue

Discombobulate ya

You ain't talkin' money

That's a non-versation

Stop playin' lil' *****

Moolah baby