Like Father, Like Son (Papa’s Song)

Lyrics

[Chorus] Papa was a rolling stone But I want to be the cover of a Rolling Stone Only I know that I can't do it alone Only I know that I can't do it alone [Verse 1: Travie McCoy] August 6th, 1981, I took my first breath They said I smiled and cried 'til it was none left I guess I knew what I was in for beforehand Miniature grown man, hah Third of three sons, big bird and squirt guns Aunt Tammy dressed up like a clown when I turned one Scared the shit out of me but thanks for trying Sitting in my high chair, throw a kick and crying I remember everything, every single detail Clinging onto daddies leg like, "Don't leave, I'll be good I promise, I'll do anything, dad, honest." But he had to go to work and bust his ass for them dollars Now it all makes sense, back then I wasn't having it Obsessed with He-man so young and so adamant More concerned with Castle Grayskull than baseball Then I learned that if I worked a little, I could have it all All my friends got allowances, I had a paper route And when no one was looking, I threw the papers out Got caught, made dad furious And if you gonna do something, do it right That's what earnest is [Chorus] Papa was a rolling stone But I want to be the cover of a Rolling Stone Only I know that I can't do it alone Only I know that I can't do it alone [Verse 2: Travie McCoy] Papa was a rolling stone Working hard while I'm home alone on some Macaulay Culkin shit So bit little man had to plan, follow through with it But mom's was so inconsiderate Illiterate? Nope, I read the dictionary daily Gift the gab of rap and set sail and Step-moms brought the pooping to the stick, nothing new to me Don't act like you my momma 'cause my dad bought you some jewelry Oh, that sounds cool to read I sat back and watched pops play the ladies like chess, checkmate 6 siblings, 3 different moms, can you imagine Simply seeing your paycheck broken down to fractions Papa was a pimp, married 4 times Indecisive, tried to strike a gold mine Sifting through the sand something like a 49 And up to the point that my chest become a cold mine But when they come and go and I'll be here to the bitter end Pop, I'm just letting you know I never understood temptation, I guess we both got a little David Ruffin in us Everybody sing it with us now [Chorus] Papa was a rolling stone But I want to be the cover of a Rolling Stone Only I know that I can't do it alone Only I know that I can't do it alone Papa was a rolling stone But I want to be the cover of a Rolling Stone Only I know that I can't do it alone Only I know that I can't do it alone