Yelawolf - Father's Day lyrics
Yelawolf [Michael Wayne Atha] Gadsden, Alabama/Antioch, Tennessee, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yelawolf - Father's Day lyrics]
I just thought it was appropriate to, uh
Just to give a shout out
Or show my appreciation to all the fathers
Cause, I hear a lot of rappers say
Or brag about not having kids but
Guess what? I do
So I'd like to send this record
Out to all the daddies
You know the real daddies
Taking care of shit
This one’s for the skateboarders, emcees
B-boys like me
Street artists in magazines, DJs with babies
Working hard, you never sleep
Never get to spend they time at home
Send that money but you never see him
Always working, daddy’s gone
To the brick laying, dirt digging
Burger flipping in the fucking kitchen
Just to get that check on Friday
So you could bring back home what was missing
Everyday is feed my kids day
End of the month is rent day
And if you don’t get back to work on time
They tax you for that month’s break
For the d-boys holding weight
And for the daddies who are locked away
Doing time cause you was doing crime
But, you was only trying to put down a plate
Maybe to get some baby J's
In the 80s, hey that’s how we raised
And to the men feeding a friend's child
When that friend has passed away
I've got to say
Yeah, to all my closest friends
And all the father figures in my life
You know I really, I just wanna say thank you
Yo, for real
Happy father’s day
No matter how you getting paid
You hustle hard, you show the way
Happy father’s day
Tell my mama not to worry about me
Cause, I ain’t never had a
Second to forgive my dad
I can’t help but to believe in myself
It's not really a choice but a
Matter of being a real dad
When I came to the world I
Knew I had a talent
But, I never would imagine I
Would be a young dad
And I grew up like a weed overnight
Through the crack in the concrete
Look at me, young daddy
Tell me how to walk away from a child
And I’ll tell you how to walk
Away from a million dumb daddy
If you can walk away from a million
Bucks then you never gave a fuck
You a dumb luck, dad
To look up and see a man above you
To tell you that you ain’t invisible
That’s a motherfuckin' daddy
Somebody to push you
And teach you how to fight
If you didn’t fight, fuckin right
That's a good dad
Gotta take a second now show love to
The trailer park apartment hood dads
A man who ain’t got a lot but in
A minute he would drop it all
Do anything he could do daddy
Jesus, when I go to see every baby
Mama who never had a real dad
Don’t take it out in the baby or maybe even
The man when he’s only trying to become
A real daddy
…cause it ain’t easy but it’s a blessing man
Makes you work hard
To all the hard workers out there
I just wanna say
Happy father’s day
No matter how you getting paid
You hustle hard, you show the way
Happy father’s day
And that’s from the Heart
The Heart Of Dixie… The Heart Of Dixie
Just to give a shout out
Or show my appreciation to all the fathers
Cause, I hear a lot of rappers say
Or brag about not having kids but
Guess what? I do
So I'd like to send this record
Out to all the daddies
You know the real daddies
Taking care of shit
This one’s for the skateboarders, emcees
B-boys like me
Street artists in magazines, DJs with babies
Working hard, you never sleep
Never get to spend they time at home
Send that money but you never see him
Always working, daddy’s gone
To the brick laying, dirt digging
Burger flipping in the fucking kitchen
Just to get that check on Friday
So you could bring back home what was missing
Everyday is feed my kids day
End of the month is rent day
And if you don’t get back to work on time
They tax you for that month’s break
For the d-boys holding weight
And for the daddies who are locked away
Doing time cause you was doing crime
But, you was only trying to put down a plate
Maybe to get some baby J's
In the 80s, hey that’s how we raised
And to the men feeding a friend's child
When that friend has passed away
I've got to say
Yeah, to all my closest friends
And all the father figures in my life
You know I really, I just wanna say thank you
Yo, for real
Happy father’s day
No matter how you getting paid
You hustle hard, you show the way
Happy father’s day
Tell my mama not to worry about me
Cause, I ain’t never had a
Second to forgive my dad
I can’t help but to believe in myself
It's not really a choice but a
Matter of being a real dad
When I came to the world I
Knew I had a talent
But, I never would imagine I
Would be a young dad
And I grew up like a weed overnight
Through the crack in the concrete
Look at me, young daddy
Tell me how to walk away from a child
And I’ll tell you how to walk
Away from a million dumb daddy
If you can walk away from a million
Bucks then you never gave a fuck
You a dumb luck, dad
To look up and see a man above you
To tell you that you ain’t invisible
That’s a motherfuckin' daddy
Somebody to push you
And teach you how to fight
If you didn’t fight, fuckin right
That's a good dad
Gotta take a second now show love to
The trailer park apartment hood dads
A man who ain’t got a lot but in
A minute he would drop it all
Do anything he could do daddy
Jesus, when I go to see every baby
Mama who never had a real dad
Don’t take it out in the baby or maybe even
The man when he’s only trying to become
A real daddy
…cause it ain’t easy but it’s a blessing man
Makes you work hard
To all the hard workers out there
I just wanna say
Happy father’s day
No matter how you getting paid
You hustle hard, you show the way
Happy father’s day
And that’s from the Heart
The Heart Of Dixie… The Heart Of Dixie