Verse 1 5 A.M., bottle warming Film already on my mind One eye on the depth chart One eye on the crib light Used to lose sleep over rankings Now I lose it over cries Funny how the loudest pressure Come in smaller sizes I got spit-up on my hoodie Highlighter on my hands Running routes in my notebook While rocking him to sleep again They talk about my ceiling Like it’s all that I should see But my biggest responsibility Ain’t even on TV ⸻ Pre-Chorus I ain’t tired—I’m invested I ain’t stressed—I’m awake Every sacrifice I’m making Got a face I can’t replace ⸻ Chorus Diapers & playbooks Late nights, early mornings Studying blitzes While he’s barely done with yawning I been chasing greatness Now I’m raising something greater They can keep the spotlight I got purpose in the cradle Yeah, I still want rings Still want the trophies and the looks But my legacy start at home Between diapers & playbooks ⸻ Verse 2 Coach say, “You locked in?” I nod like always He don’t see the night before Or the tears I wiped away Ashley barely sleeping Still stronger than I’ve been She say, “Go be who you’re meant to be” While I’m trying to learn to be him Used to think I was a leader ‘Cause I could throw it fifty yards Now I’m leading by example In the quiet, in the dark I ain’t perfect, I’m present That’s a difference I respect He won’t remember touchdowns But he’ll remember how I step ⸻ Pre-Chorus I don’t get to be careless I don’t get to drift Every move I make now Teaches him what manhood is ⸻ Chorus Diapers & playbooks Balancing the weight Got a team counting on me Got a family counting days I ain’t choosing one or the other I’m choosing discipline If I’m built for pressure Then I’m built for this ⸻ Bridge They said “You’re too young” They said “This might derail you” But I ain’t scared of timing I’m scared of not showing up when I’m needed Greatness ain’t a season It’s daily, it’s slow It’s rocking him at midnight Then throwing darts in the snow ⸻ Final Chorus Diapers & playbooks Life don’t wait for a bye He don’t care about headlines Just that I show up on time I still want the banners Still want my name in the books But I’ll trade all the noise For diapers & playbooks ⸻ Outro (Soft baby coo layered under acoustic fade) Yeah… That’s real legacy.
