[Intro] [Key: F# Minor | BPM: 116] [Warm Funk Bass, Bright Muted Guitar, Shimmering Synths] [Female Lead, Soft and soulful] He was twenty-four. I was twenty. We thought we had forever. [Verse 1] [Funky smooth Bass, Muted Funk Guitar, Tight Electronic Drums] I met him when we were babies Or close enough, that's how it seems He had a smile that made me stupid And a pocket full of dreams We got a little place together Had a little boy in June I gave that baby his daddy's name Said there'd always be two of you He used to hold him in the morning While I tried to get some sleep He'd kiss my forehead at the doorway Say, "I've got us, baby, don't you worry" [Pre-Chorus] [Soft Synth Layers, Rising Percussion] He wanted more than what we had He wanted things we'd never seen Said he was gonna make it happen Said he was doing it for me [Chorus] [Full Dance Beat, Warm Euphoric Synths, Soulful Female Harmonies] He was trying to bring us home Trying to give his son a chance Trying to put some money back And get us out of The Projects Now there's a little boy asleep With his daddy's name on his chest And I'm twenty-three years old And I'm somebody's widow Oh, I didn't know I didn't know How little time we had to go [Post-Chorus] [Bright Synth Hook, Funky Bass, Sweet Vocal Layers] Ooh, his name, his name I gave my baby his name Ooh, his name, his name And nothing's been the same [Verse 2] [Driving Bassline Groove, Bright Guitar Chops, Crisp Percussion] He got involved with some bad business Started moving guns and weight Said it was a temporary thing Just until we got a break There was somebody riding with him Someone everybody knew But that man was talking to the police And my baby never knew They said his friend was wearing wires Said the whole thing went to hell A deal went bad, somebody panicked And somebody popped a few shells I got a phone call in the evening I remember what I wore I was twenty-three years old When I became a widow [Pre-Chorus] [Drums Thin Out, Melodic Synth Build] They said he never saw it coming They said there wasn't much to do I keep thinking about that morning When he kissed us both goodbye [Chorus] [Full Production, Infectious Dance Groove, Rich Female Harmonies] He was trying to bring us home Trying to give his son a chance Trying to put some money back And get us out of The Projects Now there's a little boy asleep With his daddy's name on his chest And I'm twenty-three years old And I'm somebody's widow Oh, I didn't know I didn't know How little time we had to go [Bridge] [Beat Drops Out, Warm Piano, Soft Organ, Intimate Soulful Vocal] Sometimes I get mad at him but I always miss him bad Sometimes I hate the choices That the father of my child had And I hate the man who told on him And I hate the man who pulled the trigger But what kills me is my little boy Keeps getting bigger and bigger He asks me why his daddy's gone I tell him what I can He looks just like the photograph I keep beside my bed And when he says his daddy's name It sounds so strange and sweet Like somebody I used to know Is standing next to me [Instrumental Build] [Grooving Bass Returns, Bright Synth Arpeggios, Gradually Building Drums] His name... His name... He has his daddy's name... [Final Chorus] [Full Euphoric Production, Big Soulful Vocal, Layered Harmonies] He was trying to bring us home Trying to give his son a chance Trying to put some money back And get us out of The Projects Now there's a little boy asleep With his daddy's name on his chest And I'm twenty-three years old And I'm somebody's widow And he's getting so tall And he's learning to hustle And sometimes when he laughs It's just like his father's Oh, I didn't know I didn't know How little time we had to go [Outro] [Beat Continues, Instruments Gradually Fall Away]
