Soft & Tender Lyrics

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

I'm in my bag

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

I'm in my bag

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 imma 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 cuz they miss they father's

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 wanna

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

I'm in my bag