Daddy Knows

[Intro: Dave East & Kairi East] Kairi, you know you about to be on my album? Yeah Do you know that, hmm? Yeah I love you I love you, dada, I love you, dada I love dada We gotta make the music right here Okay Make the music right here and then you play the piano Okay [Chorus: Ash Leone] Daddy's arm is like a turnstile (All these women, women) Daddy packs his bills up real high (Through the ceiling, ceiling) I don't ask no questions, ask no whys (I just listen, listen) Daddy's arm is like a turnstile (All these women, women) [Verse 1: Dave East] Ain't nothing cooler than being your dad I could be mad at the world, soon as I see you, I'm glad For you, I go hard, can't tell me, Dave, you need to relax Daddy chasing a bag When I don't get to see you is wack I see my eyes when I look in your eyes I see my nose when I look at your nose I can feel you in my soul Feel like I knew you forever, you only two years old Your father love you, no matter the stories you get told I was there the day you came out your moms So small, could fit your face in my palm I used to pray you was strong You got my last name, you my earth, a goddess, a queen The same month you was born I stopped drinking lean I see the world different Just me and my little girl chilling Violate, I make the world feel it When Nas made that song about daughters, ain't know the lyrics You was born yet, now I'm listening, I can feel it [Chorus: Ash Leone] Daddy's arm is like a turnstile (All these women, women) Daddy packs his bills up real high (Through the ceiling, ceiling) I don't ask no questions, ask no whys (I just listen, listen) Daddy's arm is like a turnstile (All these women, women) [Verse 2] Ain't nothing better than knowin' you mines I see your face on FaceTime and I know why I grind It was the 9th of March, never been so nervous in my life I mean, I'm from the hood where niggas get murdered over dice What kind of daddy would I be? I done sold drugs, been in jail, been denied bail, with my homie hoping he don't tell I never changed a diaper before, I helped Ayeshia with Jamir but that was light, he a boy Little girls is the future of our world Can't impress with just diamonds or some pearls, my daughter gotta be thorough You half Puerto-Rican, half black I trade it all for you before I write my last rap When you get older, I'll tell you how I stash packs And tucked weed in my socks and had to flee from the cops But forget that, I'd rather teach you 'bout independence And how the world is yours and you don't need nobody in it (Word) [Chorus: Ash Leone] Daddy's arm is like a turnstile (All these women, women) Daddy packs his bills up real high (Through the ceiling, ceiling) I don't ask no questions, ask no whys (I just listen, listen) Daddy's arm is like a turnstile (All these women, women)