Kenneth Rae-Shaun - Baby Mother

Uh, look
This is for the ones that be really lovin' crazy
Thinking it's gone work just because you have a baby
I really think it should but mentally it's really a drag
And I done seen to many kids growin' up wit out dad
I don't really know the story, I just know what I see
But in all actuality it should be meant to be
But true say can't always yell at the dad
You know momma kinda' buggin' cause she use him for tax
And it be gas cause on Instagram she keep it a stack
Draw a big audience and now the team is in tack
They to attached to the norm
How momma do it all and daddy do nothing for em', it's really getting boring
I know couple dudes love they kids luckily
But never get to see em' cause there ain't no custody
Man I swear it really hurt, you work ya ass off with ya feet in the dirt
But that only make it worse
It's really no excuse, you do what you gotta' do
Really ain't no proof if you proving you the muse
You gotta' love him but bro you gotta' love her
Please make it work cause the pain is the clutter
Think it's kinda' wack and nobody should suffer
Hate hearing shorty's being called baby mother
Uh, baby mother
Baby mother
Yea
Baby mother
Baby mother
Look
Now I ain't saying dad don't be wildin'
Baby getting old and you leave em' on the island, that's why they choose violence
Been a few years and ya kid you ain't see
But you wanna be apart when he make it to the league
Homie wasn't there when they had they first fight
And he wasn't there to teach em' how to ride they first bike
It's so strange spend ya whole life going steady
And don't care about ya kid cause you wasn't ready
It's a problem, think it's cool not to wear a condom
Now ya baby sitting in ya shorty, you a father
Should be playing jagged edge walkin' to the alter
Helping out raisin ya son or a daughter
Should be a thrill
Flash back to uncle Phil fresh prince with will
That scene gave me chills
I don't understand leavin' kids as a loner
Cause really at the end of the day you the donor
So scary, say Our Father, Hail Mary
Praying everything getting better on a daily
The birth of my kid yea I know I'll be tearing
For sure I know I'll be one of the greatest parents
You gotta' love him and bro you gotta' love her
Please make it work cause the pain is the clutter
Think it's kinda wack and nobody should suffer
I hate hearing shorty's being called baby mother
Uh, baby mother
Baby mother
Yea, baby mother
Baby mother
That's it

Written by:
Kenneth Dolberry

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