Do you wanna be loved or do you wanna be respected
I watch niggas on IG
Sipping liquor, like its from an IV
Hoes every other night
Popping bottles and getting right
In the morning its back to his family
He’s got a daughter and wife in reality
The people who see him best
Know better than to believe the rest
He’s smiling, telling his wife he love her
Show her off to the same bitches he put before her
When his daughter grows up and starts to understand
Will he step up and be a better man?
Morning after morning, night after night
Succumbing to the vices, giving up the good fight
The fight that we fight to replenish the soul
Not realizing all the fakes in his circle is taking a toll
This life we keep living just ain’t the way
The habits that we practice don’t match what we pray
Do we wanna be loved or do we wanna be respected?
If we chose the latter, can we stand being neglected?
Or do we need the love and approval of others
Do we need to know we got the support of our brothers
Or can we walk alone and forge our own path
Can we walk through opposition and feel the devil’s wrath
What will we do when there’s nothing left
The hoes, the clothes, life took by theft
Do we wanna be loved or do we wanna be respected?
Or will we stop when the whole world’s infected
And there’s no more fun to be had
Will buddy stand up and be a dad
Or will it be too late to start making amends
Because his daughter is older and started following trends
Just like he did when he had more power
Now she won’t listen, and he watched the world devour
His most prized possession that he loved so much
She don’t want a word from him, not even a crutch
Now the hurt he’s feeling is too much to bare
Now the only person who matters doesn’t even care.
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