Papi’s Home Lyrics By Drake
I know that I hurt you
Yeah
I was a child trying to be a man
To all my sons worldwide
I walked out on my only son
All my juniors
I left you in your mother's hands
I apologize for my absence, I know I left you without an annual drop
And now, I'm standing right here
I don't know how I expected you to get your clout up and get your money up, but
With tears, with tears streaming from my eyes
Don't worry
See, your mother raised a fine young man
Daddy's home
And I know I missed so much of your life
Turn me up
Yeah, **** know they need to stop
I'm standing at the top, that's how I know you never seen the top
Sierra Canyon parking lot lookin' like Magic City parking lot
Hear the talks when I walk by like you know it's over when we drop
Aye, drop, yeah, and I'm coming with the wop
Y'all **** not poppin', fuck her, then she goin' shoppin'
Whoa, I'm runnin' out of opps, they're runnin' out of options
Put 'em up for adoption, sign my name on the dot
Aye, this is not luck, baby, this no four-leaf, no horseshoe
I'm in the bank thinkin', "Poor you", I'm in New York goin' Jon Chetrit
Supermodels and they all sexy
Lock the door to the bathroom 'cause they doin' something that is not Pepsi
I'm just pourin' up the shots
I remember that I told you I miss you, that was kinda like a mass text
I remember that I told I loved you, that was really in the past tense
I remember that I told you I get you, truth is that I get around
Mentioned havin' us a kid, '42 hit, I tend to kid around
Yeah, on Benedict with the top down
Shorties out here gettin' knocked down
City coming off a lockdown
Rap **** doing weak features for a pop artist 'cause they popped down
Used to wanna throw the Roc up, **** know how I rock now
You know how I'm rocking now
YM forever
Big owl, big birds forever
Don't make me go get your mama to talk to you
'Cause if he gotta get your motherfuckin' mama to talk to you
You know what I'm sayin', I'ma bring that motherfuckin' big switch out
At this point, I'ma start collectin' child support the opposite way
You gotta pay me to be my motherfuckin' son
Look at me
Take a real good look at me
Don't turn away
Don't you turn away like I did my son
Look me in the eyes, junior
I'm making no more promises
For real
I'm trying to find the word to say, yeah
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Don't you know?
Daddy's home, yeah
Said, your daddy's back home
Daddy's home
For every birthday that I missed
Wanna be my dad again
We've got to start all over, be friends
Start right here, right now
If you wanna be my dad again
Said, my only son
We've got to start all over, be friends
Can you look at me?
