Best I Can

Pull up, the fuck is you talkin'?
 Man, fuck that nigga, what you? Ayy, bruh
 Have him home at eight, I ain't, I ain't even playing with you
 Shit
 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 ('cause I)
 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-ass nigga playing daddy to your boy
 And got mad 'cause you found a good woman, that's fucked up
 I know, the (best I can) is what I'm trying to do ('cause I)
 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 yеlling in your face
 Making a scene in broad day bеcause you brought him back late
 'Cause you missed him so much you only got him one day, shit
 (The best I can) is what I'm trying to do ('cause I)
 Once a month 'cause you was working to overpay
 A little child support, I still asked you to buy 'em new Js
 Only spent a little bit on our baby
 I know that your support really made a nigga lazy, I'm just saying, damn
 I could've done better
 I know you didn't deserve that, 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, shit
 And our son really needs you, damn
 Damn is motherfuckin' right
 And I can't believe all of the shit you did just out of spite
 I wanna, I just wanna
 (The best I can) is what I'm tryna do, shit ('cause I)
 Thank you for making me a stronger man than some
 Too many times you fucking disrespect me in front of my son
 God, I wanna thank you (I wanna thank)
 For allowing me to survive this, shit
 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 shit, 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 bitch nigga you harbored
 You let him diss you in front of your kid
 When you here shitting 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 ('cause I)
 I only want the best for my son, give me credit
 And if your 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 nigga on top of the shit you doing
 Now you motherfucking crazy
 You think I'ma sit around and let some nigga
 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 ('cause I), damn
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 (I wanna thank)
 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