Loose

[Verse 1] Raised with a turned back and a clenched fist One of which almost sent me to the dentist Found a mind of mine at the time he resent this "Boy don't tweak or it's drama up in this bitch" Put him on the hit list Never showed up with the bands Went broke and turned up with a plan Like "Give me six months, and we all gon stunt, I swear!" Bullshit, but he never will admit this See my nigga Loose got problems He angry, he stressed Tryna get some sympathy out of us He stayed See, we blessed But the trouble was that he hates my moms So he ain't got time to embrace his family He saw when I was down and ignored my problems Just yelled real loud, tryna make this manly Uh Sick of the absence, sicker of the rations Take a pull of that shit G Remember I was six with a passion, wonder where his ass is Why the fuck you asking me Cried every night praying that he'd come back one day Cried tears that I'll never retrieve But boy was I wrong, so wrong First time I felt stress and regrets that you'll never believe But FUCK IT [Hook] Dada, Dada, Da-Dada Dada, Da-Dada Dada, Dada, Da-Dada (MY NIGGA LOOSE!) x2 Please, no Please don't, please don't Please! Go! Please go, please go [Verse 2] Little boy, getting sick of toys Finna fill the void Been annoyed with his little ploys When in Illinois Copping bang wouldn't be advised by doctors I've gone insane tryna realign my chakras Voices in my head every night, mocking me "You a real nigga, oh is that right?" Follow me Try to steer clear of your dad's spite Before you get caught looking like a deer in headlights See my nigga Loose been caked Moved crack in the days, mad paid but that never did fix shit Now he got bread, so that mean he got time Too much Not long before he sees that he's addicted Guess it's perfect timing that he would have a child After rehab Dipped way before he'd ever get shit And this whole time, I mean up until now Had me thinking he was out Doing work or was missing But FUCK HIM [Bridge] I know who you are At least I think You're out at work and make time for me I've buried my scar Beneath my grief And since you've returned, you've just lied to me [Hook] Dada, Dada, Da-Dada Dada, Da-Dada Dada, Dada, Da-Dada (MY NIGGA LOOSE!) x2 Please, no Please don't, please don't Please! Go! Please go, please go