(feat. Gemini & Sarah Green)
[Chorus]
I can't, I won't, I can't, I won't let you
Leave...
I don't know what, you want, you want, want from
Me...
[Verse 1]
Uhh she said to him
I want you to be a father
He's your little boy
And you don't even bother, like
Brother without the R
And he's starting to harbor
Cool on food for thought
But for you he's a starver
Starting to use red markers on his work
His teacher says he knows he's much smarter
But he's hurt
Used to hand his homework in first
Like he was the classroom starter
Burst to tears let him know she sees us
Now he's fighting in class
Got a note last week that said he might not pass
Asked me if his daddy was sick of us
Cause you ain't never pick him up
Ya see what his problem is
He don't know where his poppa is
No positive male role model
To play football and build railroad models
He's making a hole and you've been diggin' it
Cause you ain't been kicking it
Since he was old enough to hold bottles
He wasn't supposed to get introduced to that
He don't deserve to get used to that
Now I ain't asking you for money or to come back to me
Some days it ain't sunny but it ain't so hard
Just breaks my heart
When I try to provide
And he says mommy that ain't your job
To be a man
I tried to make him understand
That I'm his number one fan
But it's like he won from the stands
You know the world is out to get him
So why don't you give him a chance
It's like..
[Chorus]
I can't, I won't, I can't, I won't let you
Leave...
(now, now)
I don't know what, you want, you want, want from
Me...
(what you want from me)
[Verse 2]
Uhh he said to him
I want you to be a father
I'm your little boy
And you don't even bother, like
Brother without the R
And I'm starting to harbor
Cool on food for thought
But for you, I'm a starver
Starting to use red markers on my work
My teacher says they know I'm much smarter
But I'm hurt
I used to hand my homework in first
Like I was the classroom starter
Burst to tears let him know he sees us
Now I'm fighting in class
Got a note last week that say I might not pass
Kids asked me if my daddy was sick of us
Cause he ain't never pick me up
Ya see what my problem is
That I don't know where me poppa is
No positive male role model
To play football and build railroad models
He's making a hole and you've been diggin' it
Cause you ain't been kicking it
Since I was old enough to hold bottles
Wasn't supposed to get introduced to that
I don't deserve to get used to that
Now I ain't asking you for money or to come back to me
Some days it ain't sunny but it ain't so hard
Just breaks my heart
When my momma try to provide
And I tell her "that ain't your job"
To be a man
She tried to make me understand
That she's my number one fan
But it's like he won from the stands
You know the world is out to get me
So why don't you give me a chance
[Chorus]
I can't, I won't, I can't, I won't let you
Leave...
(now, now)
I don't know what, you want, you want, want from
Me...
(what you want from me)
I can't, I won't, I can't, I won't let you
Leave...
(now, now)
I don't know what, you want, you want, want from
Me...
(what you want from me)
Writer(s): Burt F. Bacharach, Hal David, Wasalu Muhammad Jaco
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