Kendrick Lamar, Sampha - Father Time lyrics

You really need some therapy
Real nigga need no therapy
Fuck you talkin' about?
Nah, nah, you sound stupid as fuck
Shit, everybody stupid
Yeah, well, you need to talk to somebody
Reach out to Eckhart

I come from a generation of home
Invasions and I got daddy issues
That's on me
Everything them four walls had taught me
Made habit's bury deep that man knew a lot
But not enough to keep me past them streets
My life is a plot
Twisted from directions that I can't see
Daddy issues ball across my head, told me
"Fuck a foul"
I'm teary-eyed, wanna throw my hands
I won't think out loud
A foolish pride, if I lose again
Won't go in the house
I stayed outside, laughin' with my friends
They don't know my lifе
Daddy issues made me lеarn losses
I don't take those well
Momma said, "That boy is
Exhausted, " he said, "Go fuck yourself
If he give up now, that's gon' cost him
Life's a bitch
You could be a bitch or step out the margin
" I got up quick
I'm chargin' baskets and falling backwards
Tryna keep balance oh, this the part where
Mental stability meets talent
Oh, this the part
He breaks my humility just for practice
Tactics we learned together
Sore losers forever, daddy issues

Early mornin' wake-ups
(Ah) , practicin' on day-offs (Ah)
Tough love (Ah) , bottled up, no chaser (Ah)
Neat, no chaser (Ah) , neat, no chaser (Ah)
Neat, no chaser (Ah) , neat, no chase
Early mornin' wake-ups
(Ah) , practicin' on day-offs (Ah, day-offs)
Tough love (Ah) , bottled up, no chaser (Ah)
Neat, no chaser (Ah) , neat, no chaser (Ah)
Neat, no chaser (Ah) , neat, no chaser

I got daddy issues, that's on me
Lookin' for, "I love you"
Rarely empathizin' for my relief
A child that grew accustomed
Jumping up when I scraped my knee
'Cause if I cried about it
He'd surely tell me not to be weak
Daddy issues, hid my emotions
Never expressed myself
Men should never show feelings
Being sensitive never helped his momma died
I asked him why he goin'
Back to work so soon?
His first reply was, "Son, that's life
The bills got no silver spoon"
Daddy issues, fuck everybody, go
Get your money, son
Protect yourself, trust nobody
Only your momma'n'em
This made relationships seem cloudy
Never attached to none
So if you took some likings around me
I might reject the love
Daddy issues kept me competitive
That's a fact, nigga
I don't give a fuck what's the narrative
I am that nigga
When Kanye got back with Drake
I was slightly confused
Guess I'm not mature as I think
Got some healin' to do
Egotistic, zero-given fucks and
To be specific (Ah)
Need assistance with the way I was brought up
(Ah, ah)
What's the difference when your heart
Is made of stone
And your mind is made of gold
And your tongue is made of sword
But it may weaken your soul?
My niggas ain't got no daddy
Grow up overcompensatin'
Learn shit 'bout bein' a man and
Disguise it as bein' gangsta
I love my father for tellin' me
To take off the gloves
'Cause everything he didn't want
Was everything I was
And to my partners that figured
It out without a father i salute you
May your blessings be neutral
To your toddlers it's crucial
They can't stop us if we see the mistakes
'Til then, let's give the women a break
Grown men with daddy issues

Early mornin' wake-ups
(Ah) , practicin' on day-offs (Ah, day-offs)
Tough love (Ah) , bottled up, no chaser (Ah)
Neat, no chaser (Ah) , neat, no chaser (Ah)
Neat, no chaser (Ah) , neat, no chaser