Artist: Don Trip f/ Cee-Lo Green Album: Letter to My Son (S) Song: Letter to My Son Typed by: Gemini_20502K@Yahoo.com [Verse One: Don Trip] Please! No pity for a G Though I got a son that I barely even see I see him for a hour after that he gotta leave On top of that I only get to see him for a week Yeah! Right! Lucky me! Well fuck Cal Tripo and whoever disagree! I learned a valuable lesson indeed But I'm just tryin to be the best father I could be Apparantly I'm a unfit father 'Cause all I know is dope and all I got is dirty dollars But I'm sellin dope to help my family get farther 'Cause no 9 to 5 is gonna prevent us from starvin I'm sorry Jalen, I don't get to see you like I want to I just want to let you know I want to If the court grant me visitation then I'm goin to But you too young to understand what were goin through And your mama low down, she just doin everything to hurt me right now Why? 'Cause I don't love her like I used to So to get back at me she know she gotta use you And I don't know what else to do She don't understand it this shit will bruise you too And now I gotta take the bitch to court So either way it's a lose lose [Chorus: Cee-Lo Green] I'm writin a letter to my baby, I'm writin a letter to my son Tell him things done got too crazy But it's not over it's not done I told ya mama I don't lover her It made her trip and now she gone So I'm a be the bad one, I'm a be the bad one I just wanna see my son [Verse Two: Don Trip] I'd tried talkin to the bitch But she keeps using you as a barganin chip And I am not the one to be barganin with! That just made me wanna go and put my paws on that bitch! I swear this shit ain't even right bruh I ain't even got the chance to change the fuckin diaper This is what I get for goin raw when I piped her Thinkin that I loved her when I shouldn't even liked her But I do not regret my child Stupid bitch I just wanna see my child! Do what you may but you won't never make me bow! Fuck child support bitch take me to trial! Why you with this shit 'cause I ain't reach no vows Bitch move on me and you ain't workin out! So what it matter if I moved or workout?! As long as I provide and put food in his mouth [Chorus: Cee-Lo Green] I'm writin a letter to my baby, I'm writin a letter to my son Tell him things done got too crazy But it's not over it's not done I told ya mama I don't lover her It made her trip and now she gone So I'm a be the bad one, I'm a be the bad one I just wanna see my son [Verse Three: Don Trip] Matter of fact I'm in school right now Incase the music don't work and I could put the work down My mama say this shit sure to workout All this bullshit I'm goin through to see my first child See his first steps, see his first smile Hear his first words, teach him how to count But I guess I've been counted out Seein as the bitch don't want me around When I speak to him he don't recognize the sound The sound of my voice so he just looks around I know she enjoy it so I suck it up and smile But fuck this stupid bitch I just wanna see my child [Chorus: Cee-Lo Green] I'm writin a letter to my baby, I'm writin a letter to my son Tell him things done got too crazy But it's not over it's not done I told ya mama I don't lover her It made her trip and now she gone So I'm a be the bad one, I'm a be the bad one I just wanna see my son