Soft & Tender Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I'm in my bag
So soft and so tender
Daddy in the kitchen
And he told me son listen
He said you don't have to
Play the part that they wrote for you
You don't have to play the part
I'm in my bag
So soft and so tender
Daddy in the kitchen
And he told me son listen
He said you don't have to
Play the part that they wrote for you
You don't have to play the part
How he do that twice
Why that boy so nice
Why he cuff the mic like a baby bike
So so so soft and tender
Bet he like that in any weather
Bet he only bites if he's bitten
Boy he's clever
Don't get it twisted I be in the gym
Ready to box
Why would I not
Niggas out here creeping
Hard on the block
My pops taught me if you can't win
The fight with your brain
You can definitely throw hands
Be prepared for the sprain
Change will come with the money
Money changes the vision
Since we living in Chicago
Be prepared for Division
You don't have to give in it
That's what my daddy taught me
Why would I hurt the family
I'm already a target
This ain't a game to me
Niggas out here trynna
Space Jam all my energy
Majin Buu my energy
Drink up all my Hennessy
So soft and so tender
Daddy in the kitchen
And he told me son listen
He said you don't have to
Play the part that they wrote for you
You don't have to play the part
I'm in my bag
So soft and so tender
Daddy in the kitchen
And he told me son listen
He said you don't have to
Play the part that they wrote for you
You don't have to play the part
Couple fathers made of flowers
But it wasn't all roses
Trauma tried to burn me early
But I put on my Moses
Poker face around the family
Because I'm the oldest
And even when I'm 50
I'm a still be this focused
Okay I'm with the drama
Got my grand daddy's trauma
In my oblongata
And I feel it in her too
When I push up on her
And my niggas quick to anger
Because they miss their fathers
I know they had it harder
Plus I got my mamas
But this crazy ass city
Lori won't acknowledge
Still got me in its grip
Like an anaconda
So if I ever drip blood
Under street lights
Tell my father that I love him
And it was an honor
Epiphanies I have right before
I light the blunt up
Brown men taught me I could love
How I want to
So soft and so tender
Daddy in the kitchen
And he told me son listen
He said you don't have to
Play the part that they wrote for you
You don't have to play the part
I'm in my bag
So soft and so tender
Daddy in the kitchen
And he told me son listen
He said you don't have to
Play the part that they wrote for you
You don't have to play the part