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apollo brown & che noir - daddy's girl lyrics

[intro]
+knocking+
anybody home?
who is it?
it’s your daddy
hey ah, it’s daddy, finally!

you know sometimes growing up, i wish i could’ve been a daddy’s girl
you see coming from where i come from, a lot of us never got the chance to be that

[verse 1]
look, the older i get, the more i find it harder to date
as i deal with men and make ’em suffer for my father’s mistakes
it’s hard to explain the pain that it caused at my age
knowing your pops ain’t coming home
and watch your mama go slave for a minimum wage
back when i was still playing barbies
wheels to the concrete, lil’ sis was still in the car seat
in the hood, eastside, i was still watching barney
raising kids by yourself, paying bills, get exhausting
peep game, started as a single mama, as a teen, ask my mother fast forward, four dollars [?]
i’m running wild, a black girl lost up in this [?], tried her best
but there’s some things only a father is supposed to teach
where was you at?
when n+ggas broke my heart, that’s when i need advice
instead, i looked for love thinking that would be suffice
till the pain of not having my father teach me right
he broke my heart, that was way before i learned to read and write
[hook]
where my daddy at?
daddy’s girl (i had to grow up quick)
daddy’s girl
daddy’s girl ([?])
daddy’s girl

where my daddy at?
daddy’s girl (i had to grow up quick)
daddy’s girl
daddy’s girl ([?])

[verse 2]
look, black complexion, bad and reckless in my adolescence
’cause i was young the first time i see my dad arrested
that type of sh+t had mama mad and stressing
’cause it’s hard to tell the truth
when you hear your seed asking questions
like “where my daddy at? why he never home with us?”
there’s times i waited on my pops, i knew he wasn’t showing up
too young to comprehend it at the time but now i’m old enough
to understand the game is from his absent presence growing up
and as a kid, i was just calling to talk to you
you waited till i was grown, that was awkward to talk to you
and blamed it on your biz and your time inside
i wrote you letters, the first time i learnt how to fly a kite
a quiet kid with a [?] of fish
you was facing life and biz, i was wearing diapers then
back when granny took us all to church
teaching christ and sin
truth be told, you’ll never make up for all that time you missed
life’s a b+tch
[hook]
where my daddy at?
daddy’s girl (i had to grow up quick)
daddy’s girl
daddy’s girl ([?])
daddy’s girl

where my daddy at?
daddy’s girl (i had to grow up quick)
daddy’s girl
daddy’s girl ([?])
daddy’s girl

- apollo brown che noir lyrics

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