CunninLynguists, Cashmere the Professional - Family Ties lyrics
CunninLynguists [Deacon the Villain, Kno, Natti] Lexington, Kentucky, U.S. 🇺🇸
[CunninLynguists, Cashmere the Professional - Family Ties lyrics]
Dear Dad
Yeah it's me, surprised that I'm writin'?
Well not really
I'm sittin' at my computer just typin'
Heard you were sick
Would have found out last week had I called
But to be honest
I don't feel the least bad at all
Yeah I know that sounds fucked up
But you made me like that
Look at my childhood
I can't believe you played me like that
You was never around
Promises was all you resort
No child support not as much as
A call to my moms
I went through nights with no
Dinner lookin' bummy and skips
Could go no where in school
With no money for trips
Gettin' cracked on by honeys and shit
Strugglin' that's why I don't listen to
Your lectures on hustlin'
Cause we had nothin'
Stuck in the hood always
And you refer to the 80s
As the good ole' days?
Well they wasn't for me
I guess things went all your way
But, I ain't done keep reading
I got more to say
I know this all seems abrasive
But look what I'm faced with
Missed opportunities
Missed chances missed places
I looked at what others had
And I couldn't get basic
Deprived of so much that's why
I'm stuck with this hatred
I went through problem after problem
Thinkin' you wouldn't care
All simply because you wasn't there
Just promise to visit and
Sorry's couldn't redeem you
It probably would have been better if
I would never had seen you
Cause then I wouldn't have a face
To place with the lies
And the disappointment that
Infected our lives
I guess that's why I'm so bothered now
And want to hit a motherfucker
Sayin' you your father's child
So I gotta be keepin' the faith
For them three girls of mine and
I won't be repeatin' mistakes
That you made with me cause
I don't miss my past
And every third Sunday in June
You can kiss my ass
And I could feel it as a child growin' up
Many moons have cycled since
The night you decided
To break out late and fade
Out into the silence
First born son still playin' in his diapers
Left behind ya
Kinda thought I'd never find ya
But guess what?
The human being you had deemed a mistake
Is now staring you in your face
It's a disgrace the way I was treated
Shit, you probably wish I got caught in
The condom when my pops skeeted
Well fuck that I buck back all odds
And stuck straight through your
Façade of camouflage you ain't my mom
You ain't nothin' but a heartless bitch
I'm starting to switch
Don't even start this shit
Tryin' to fabricate facts that
My dad kidnapped me
It can't be nothin' but lies
To try to trap me in fact he
Packed me to Cali in '84
We found your crib but you
Never came to the door
Wouldn't answer the phone but you
Had to be home tragedy sewn
Yo, you had to know you were wrong
Reminisce and it's not surprising
Grew up so broke I thought the
Poverty line was the horizon
Many nights and days we stayed in shacks
Pops breakin' his back
Faded ass packs of food stamps
But karma's a double edge sword
So thanks for letting me borrow
Your fuckin' umbilical cord
Yeah it's me, surprised that I'm writin'?
Well not really
I'm sittin' at my computer just typin'
Heard you were sick
Would have found out last week had I called
But to be honest
I don't feel the least bad at all
Yeah I know that sounds fucked up
But you made me like that
Look at my childhood
I can't believe you played me like that
You was never around
Promises was all you resort
No child support not as much as
A call to my moms
I went through nights with no
Dinner lookin' bummy and skips
Could go no where in school
With no money for trips
Gettin' cracked on by honeys and shit
Strugglin' that's why I don't listen to
Your lectures on hustlin'
Cause we had nothin'
Stuck in the hood always
And you refer to the 80s
As the good ole' days?
Well they wasn't for me
I guess things went all your way
But, I ain't done keep reading
I got more to say
I know this all seems abrasive
But look what I'm faced with
Missed opportunities
Missed chances missed places
I looked at what others had
And I couldn't get basic
Deprived of so much that's why
I'm stuck with this hatred
I went through problem after problem
Thinkin' you wouldn't care
All simply because you wasn't there
Just promise to visit and
Sorry's couldn't redeem you
It probably would have been better if
I would never had seen you
Cause then I wouldn't have a face
To place with the lies
And the disappointment that
Infected our lives
I guess that's why I'm so bothered now
And want to hit a motherfucker
Sayin' you your father's child
So I gotta be keepin' the faith
For them three girls of mine and
I won't be repeatin' mistakes
That you made with me cause
I don't miss my past
And every third Sunday in June
You can kiss my ass
And I could feel it as a child growin' up
Many moons have cycled since
The night you decided
To break out late and fade
Out into the silence
First born son still playin' in his diapers
Left behind ya
Kinda thought I'd never find ya
But guess what?
The human being you had deemed a mistake
Is now staring you in your face
It's a disgrace the way I was treated
Shit, you probably wish I got caught in
The condom when my pops skeeted
Well fuck that I buck back all odds
And stuck straight through your
Façade of camouflage you ain't my mom
You ain't nothin' but a heartless bitch
I'm starting to switch
Don't even start this shit
Tryin' to fabricate facts that
My dad kidnapped me
It can't be nothin' but lies
To try to trap me in fact he
Packed me to Cali in '84
We found your crib but you
Never came to the door
Wouldn't answer the phone but you
Had to be home tragedy sewn
Yo, you had to know you were wrong
Reminisce and it's not surprising
Grew up so broke I thought the
Poverty line was the horizon
Many nights and days we stayed in shacks
Pops breakin' his back
Faded ass packs of food stamps
But karma's a double edge sword
So thanks for letting me borrow
Your fuckin' umbilical cord