Chilee Ray - Grown Folks Talkin Lyrics

Dear daddy
Bren said ya coming home soon
She say you cool
And prison is just a tool
She say you follow the rules
And you still go to school
Just like me daddy
Just like me daddy
I told my friends
And all my cousins grinned
Boy shut up you don't who yo daddy is
Boy shut up you don't who yo daddy is
The disdain lit my heart up in a flame
The disdain lit my heart up in a flame
The disdain lit my heart up in a flame
The disdain lit my heart up in a flame
Butane burnt the trash bag chains
Eye strains looking for you at my games
I strained every time I heard your name
And I could tell he wasn't yours
Cause he got the nappy hair
Put the puzzle together
I put the puzzle together
And I could tell he wasn't yours
Cause he got the nappy hair
Put the puzzle together
I put the puzzle together
Got the footer and header
Just unlocking the letters
Got the footer and header
Just unlocking the letters
Sincerely Yours Love Cortland
Boy you get out of here
Grown folks talkin
And if Dey gossip with cha
Dey gossip bout cha
And if Dey gossip with cha
Dey gossip bout cha
It's like a game of got cha
It's like a game of got cha
And if Dey gossip with cha
Dey gossip bout cha
And if Dey gossip with cha
Dey gossip bout cha
It's like a game of got cha
It's like a game of got cha
A friend to everyone
A friend to no one
A friend to everyone
A friend to no one
And it takes one to know one
A friend to everyone
A friend to no one
Before I go I got to let two know
Don't let them play you like hoe
Slick side hating is not a joke
Slick side hating is not a joke
Before I go I got to let two know
Don't let them play you like hoe
Slick side hating is not a joke
Slick side hating is not a joke
F*ck Dat shit
F*ck Dat shit
F*ck Dat shit