Fetus

[Intro: Aminé]

Yeah

Woo

Yeah-yeah

Uh-uh, uh-uh

[Verse 1: Aminé]

Working dead-end jobs 'til my girl off

Me and my baby broke so we don't know what condoms are

The chains my mama gave me clinkin' like they Dorothy, dog

I hope my seed don't inherit my dad's cholesterol

I'm protective 'cause this world has got a evil will

They givin' guns with every muthafuckin' Happy Meal

A shooter every month and they pretend it's daffodils

My son'll probably see that fire before a fire drill

We fell in love and lit a flame before the tinder came

Back when T.I., "Bring Em Out" and 50 fuck with Game

We was a unit, somethin' special, life was super bliss

You shook your iced coffees like they was Shakira's hips

Ya dig

[Chorus: Aminé]

I-I-I want it, but she-she-she callin'

She want to get on it, I tell her I'm on one

Said, "We could have a baby, baby girl"

But what kinda nigga am I if I bring 'em in this world?

I-I-I want it, but she-she-she callin'

She want to get on it, I tell her I'm on one

Said, "We could have a baby, baby girl"

But what kinda nigga am I if I bring 'em in this world?

[Break: Aminé]

To my future daughter or son

The streams from this album gon' pay for your college funds (Limbo)

The circle of life could make a man feel like the one

Just know that you on purpose, it's never just hit and run, look

[Verse 2: Stepa J. Groggs & RiTchie]

She said she might've missed her period

But my mind is somewhere else and I'm in sixth period

You know, seventeen and delirious

Thinkin' we independent on that scared of our parents shit

See plan B really gotta be Plan B

Shit, maybe C, D, E, this is my damn seed, yeah

We paid cash, rip up the damn receipt

'Cause mama got my account, that shit she can't see

Either time's flyin' or my mind is playin' tricks

Can't believe my baby girl's already turnin' six

Pray you nothin' like your daddy, stay away from drugs

Hope I can be half the father that my mama was

Yeah, hope I can be half the father that the Mamba was

But now I'm kinda stuck 'cause what I'm chasin's so possessful

'Cause Adam, yeah, Adam talkin' college funds

Shit, and I don't know if I'll have enough

'Cause, man, this game is inconsistent

Yeah, ain't nothin' promised

And a bi-weekly paycheck sound perfect for my wallet

At what point you hang the gloves up and put your tie on?

Yeah, have I been wrong? Yeah

[Chorus: Aminé]

I-I-I want it, but she-she-she callin'

She want to get on it, I tell her I'm on one

Said, "We could have a baby, baby girl"

But what kinda nigga am I if I bring 'em in this world?

I-I-I want it, but she-she-she callin'

She want to get on it, I tell her I'm on one

Said, "We could have a baby, baby girl"

But what kinda nigga am I if I bring 'em in this world?

[Outro: Jak Knight]

I think we are just so used to life not being valued

That we think wasting it on kindness is a bad idea

You should be gettin' money

You should be fuckin' hoes

You should drive fast cars

And then you realize that you, sometimes, you get those things

And now you're just a nigga with those things

'Cause it's like, well, what's next?

And it's like, well, I never tried a grapefruit by itself

And now you're just a nigga peelin', like, eatin' a grapefruit

And you're like, "This is nice"

With sugar in it and you're like, "Why is this nicer than my Ferrari?"