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 sh*t 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 sh*t
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