[Intro] Mama in the first pew Pop in the back row (uh) Preacher say “be better” I just hang my head low [Verse 1] I’m my father’s son Same crown, same stain He taught me how to talk Didn’t teach me ‘bout pain Told me “keep ‘em in rotation Never give your last name” Now I’m staring at my phone Twenty hearts, one brain She crying on my chest New number in my hand I’m scrolling while she’s sleeping I don’t even got a plan Yeah they love how I’m shining They don’t know who I am I’m a carbon copy shadow Of a broken kind of man [Chorus] I’m a pimp like my daddy (choir: like his daddy, like his daddy) For the pros it’s a tragedy (choir: such a tragedy) Got my hands on their bodies But my heart still raggedy Yeah I’m pimp like my daddy (choir: like his daddy, like his daddy) And I swear it keeps grabbing me This curse like a gravity [Verse 2] He pull up on Sunday Fresh suit, sharp grin Shake hands with the usher Like he never knew sin But I seen him in the hallway Whisper names, trade keys Different woman every weekend Same cologne, same speech Now I’m grown, same pattern New car, same street Tell her she the only one Got a date again next week I can hear my conscience callin’ Underneath these satin sheets Every “baby, I adore you” Got another on repeat [Chorus] I’m a pimp like my daddy (choir: like his daddy, like his daddy) For the pros it’s a tragedy (choir: Lord have mercy) Got my hands on their bodies But my heart still raggedy Yeah I’m pimp like my daddy (choir: break these chains, break these chains) And I swear it keeps grabbing me This curse like a gravity [Bridge] [choir, soft] Take this weight Take this way from me I don’t wanna be his legacy I don’t wanna love carelessly [Rap Bridge] If I call it “player” Does it wash off the stain? If they call themselves “dancers” Do they ever lose the shame? We all chasing what we missing Just in different kinds of ways They want money, I want power We both paying every day I been praying in the dark “God, can you unteach this game?” Can you show me how to touch her Then still honor her name? I’m my father’s only son Don’t let me leave it all the same I want daughters that feel cherished Not just stories ‘bout my fame (yeah) [Chorus] I was pimp like my daddy (choir: like his daddy, like his daddy) For the pros it’s a tragedy (choir: we all hurting, we all hurting) Had my hands on their bodies But my soul was raggedy I was pimp like my daddy (choir: break this, break this, break this) Now I’m begging for a brand new me Turn my pain to a testimony [Outro] (oh-oh) I confess it (yeah) I’m done running [choir swelling] From a copy to a man set free Let the healing keep coming
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