WWYD

[Chorus: Moxie Raia] What would you do if your son was at home Crying all alone on the bedroom floor 'Cause he's hungry And the only way to feed him is to Sleep with a man for a little bit of money And his daddy's gone Somewhere smoking rock now In and out of lock down And I ain't got a job now So for you this is just a good time But for me this is what I call life [Verse 1: Moxie Raia] And you know you got a girl and a baby What's your excuse to be living all crazy? And he look me right square in the eye And said "honestly don't you know the media lies," he said "I should've never been famous But they made us all stars And the way that they framed us I was just a teenager You know I had my whole life tell me where did it go, c'mon" [Chorus: Moxie Raia] What would you do if your son was at home Crying all alone on the bedroom floor 'Cause he's hungry And the only way to feed him is to Sleep with a man for a little bit of money And his daddy's gone Somewhere smoking rock now In and out of lock down And I ain't got a job now So for you this is just a good time But for me this is what I call life [Verse 2: Vic Mensa] Uh, yeah, I hear you queen We all got problems All got mothers Some of us ain't got fathers All got priors All Southsiders But I just wanna see my kids, Mrs. Doubtfire So I'm out here grinding to the sunset Tryna make sure that my son set or daughter That's the reason why I'm on that corner 'Cause minimum wage so unsupportive You know, baby father drama That shit crazy Sometimes I hate her mama, but I love the baby I don't want to tell her daddy's gone I wanna Will Ferrell 'til her daddy's home Comb through your baby hair that's the daddy duty Wanna have a good day with your nappy roots Tell everybody that you're your daddy's girl and daddy care Cause daddy do and that's the truth [Chorus: Moxie Raia] What would you do if your son was at home Crying all alone on the bedroom floor 'Cause he's hungry And the only way to feed him is to Sleep with a man for a little bit of money And his daddy's gone Somewhere smoking rock now In and out of lock down And I ain't got a job now So for you this is just a good time But for me this is what I call life What would you do if your son was at home Crying all alone on the bedroom floor 'Cause he's hungry And the only way to feed him is to Sleep with a man for a little bit of money And his daddy's gone Somewhere smoking rock now In and out of lock down And I ain't got a job now So for you this is just a good time But for me this is what I call life Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, ooh, ooh-hoo What would you do? What would you do?