Soft & Tender
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
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
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 bite 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 trying to 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
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
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 their fathers
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
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
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
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
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 bite 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 trying to 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
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
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 their fathers
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
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
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Writer(s): Christian Robinson
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