Best I Can

Pull up, the fu- is you talkin'?

Man, fu- that nig- what you? Ayy, bruh

Have him home at eight, I ain't— I ain't even playing with you

Sh-

I was so rude when you was tryna be a father

Always gave you drama, never took the kids to see your mama and them

I know the best I can is what you tried to do

Took so much time from you, trippin' 'bout the child support

Paid to have 'em raised and then you still bought 'em Christmas toys

Damn, I just wanna, I wanna thank

Puttin' up with me, I always took your joy

And had some sorry-a- nig- playing daddy to your boy

And got mad 'cause you found a good woman, that's fu- up

I know, the best I can is what I'm trying to do

Owe you that much and know I owe him that, too

He ain't the man he supposed to be

'Cause I ain't let him learn from you, damn

I wanna thank for walking away when I was yelling in your face

Making a scene in broad day because you brought him back late

'Cause you missed him so much you only got him one day, sh-

The best I can is what I'm trying to do

Once a month 'cause you was working to overpay

A little child support, I still asked you to buy 'em new Jay's

Only spent a little bit on our baby

I know that your support really

Made a nig- lazy, I'm just saying, damn

I could've done better

I know you didn't deserve it, I was thinking 'bout the cheddar

I was thinking 'bout adversity and how you left me

For some other broad but I understand that I was crazy

So, you did the best you could

You did the best you can, you still stuck around for good

And I appreciate it, and I hope, I hope you see it, sh-

And our son really needs you, damn

Damn is motherfu- right

And I can't believe all of the sh- you did just out of spite

I wanna, I just wanna

The best I can is what I'm tryna do, sh-

Thank you for making me a stronger man than some

Too many times you fu- disrespect me in front of my son

God, I want to thank you (I wanna thank)

For allowing me to survive this, sh-

Sorry I called you that, I wish I didn't mean it

I never thought I would live to see the day that you would see it

I put up with your sh- but many times, I swore I wouldn't

And did it for our son even when I get

Weak and thought I really couldn't, but

I was taught to never raise my hand up to a woman

Should've got my sister to slap you

'Cause you deserve a couple good ones

You denied me time with my son with this bi- nig- you harbored

You let him diss you in front of your

Kid when you here sh- on his father

Know I ain't perfect, I could be a better dad

And dealin' with you helped me find a strength I never thought I had

And I wanna, yes I wanna

The best I can is what I'm tryna do

I only want the best for my son, give me credit

A nig- deal was right, maybe I coulda started tryna respect it

And I hate this tension building like food in a pot that's brewing

Like I'm 'posed to deal with this nig- on top of the shit you doing

Now you motherf- crazy

You think I'ma sit around and let some nig- you

Brought around ever come between me and my baby?

I wanna, yes I wanna (the best I can)

For biting off more than you could chew (mom, dad?)

Hey, little young king, you should go play with your brothers

Go back downstairs where they at, let me finish talking to your mother

Go on now, thanks for my son and making me angry

To where I had to get up and go find a woman that makes me happy

The type of woman that helps me teach him how to love his mama

And help me raise him as a young man that'll treat his woman proper

I wanna, yes I wanna

The best I can is all I'm tryna do, damn

Hey Bus, you ready to do it to 'em again?

Well, it's only right, queen

Let's show 'em better than we can tell 'em