Letter To My Son

You know what I'm sayin'? Just let it, pour out the soul I ain't got no choice, gotta be there for my son (woo) I can't put too much pressure on you, know it's lessons for you I want you to know that you the one Learnin' the importance of spendin' time at the park I ain't have a daddy, I ain't know where to start Yours the main life I want a part in To make you proud, I'm still tryin' my hardest (oh-oh-oh) I finally got a lil' nigga to pour in I made the promise to start you up more advanced You already watchin', when you older, you gon' start listenin' To all these values and these morals I'm instillin' in you Got more realer with myself, so I'm realer with you Got your mama house on the hill, before you turned two No, I'm not perfect, took some losses and I made mistakes I took some time for separation, I just needed space Gucci'd you down and everybody part Head to toe, I just had to let you know Jesus pieces, so you could be just like your pops Once I start lovin' you, I promise, I ain't never stop Wanted to be here for your whole life, but I got a heaven clock I gave you money to keep you rich, it's not to stress you out Invest your chicken in some buildings and some Swiss accounts I already came from out the street, boy, you ain't missin' out on nothin' I ain't got no choice, gotta be there for my son (woo) I can't put too much pressure on you, know it's lessons for you I want you to know that you the one Learnin' the importance of spendin' time at the park I ain't have a daddy, I ain't know where to start Yours the main life I want a part in To make you proud, I'm still tryin' my hardest (oh-oh-oh) --- Letter to My Son - Roddy Ricch