[Dave East & Kairi East]
Kairi, you know you about to be on my album?
Yeah
Do you know that, hmm?
Yeah

I love you
I love you, dada, I love you, dada
I love dada
We gotta make the music right here
Okay
Make the music right here and then you play the piano
Okay

[Ash Leone]
Daddy´s arm is like a turnstile (All these women, women)
Daddy packs his bills up real high (Through the ceiling, ceiling)
I don´t ask no questions, ask no whys (I just listen, listen)
Daddy´s arm is like a turnstile (All these women, women)

[Dave East]
Ain´t nothing cooler than being your dad
I could be mad at the world, soon as I see you, I´m glad
For you, I go hard, can´t tell me, Dave, you need to relax
Daddy chasing a bag
When I don´t get to see you is wack
I see my eyes when I look in your eyes
I see my nose when I look at your nose
I can feel you in my soul
Feel like I knew you forever, you only two years old
Your father love you, no matter the stories you get told
I was there the day you came out your moms
So small, could fit your face in my palm

I used to pray you was strong
You got my last name, you my earth, a goddess, a queen
The same month you was born I stopped drinking lean
I see the world different
Just me and my little girl chilling
Violate, I make the world feel it
When Nas made that song about daughters, ain´t know the lyrics
You was born yet, now I´m listening, I can feel it

[Ash Leone]
Daddy´s arm is like a turnstile (All these women, women)
Daddy packs his bills up real high (Through the ceiling, ceiling)

I don´t ask no questions, ask no whys (I just listen, listen)
Daddy´s arm is like a turnstile (All these women, women)

Ain´t nothing better than knowin´ you mines
I see your face on FaceTime and I know why I grind
It was the 9th of March, never been so nervous in my life
I mean, I´m from the hood where niggas get murdered over dice
What kind of daddy would I be?
I done sold drugs, been in jail, been denied bail, with my homie hoping he don´t tell
I never changed a diaper before, I helped Ayeshia with Jamir but that was light, he a boy
Little girls is the future of our world

Can´t impress with just diamonds or some pearls, my daughter gotta be thorough
You half Puerto-Rican, half black
I trade it all for you before I write my last rap
When you get older, I´ll tell you how I stash packs
And tucked weed in my socks and had to flee from the cops
But forget that, I´d rather teach you ´bout independence
And how the world is yours and you don´t need nobody in it (Word)

[Ash Leone]
Daddy´s arm is like a turnstile (All these women, women)
Daddy packs his bills up real high (Through the ceiling, ceiling)

I don´t ask no questions, ask no whys (I just listen, listen)
Daddy´s arm is like a turnstile (All these women, women)