My father was a lonely boy
His daddy wasn't there for him
His siblings din't know what to do
And after while Momma couldn't look after him
Kids always work it out
So he was finna work it out
Trauma was a puppet master
It kept a lot from workin' out
But he still learned to love
I am a love child of late blooming
My childhood was a lonely one
My daddy wasn't there for me
My Momma din't know what to do
And after while I started floating free
Kids always work it out
So I was finna work it out
Trauma's been a puppet master
It kept a lot from workin' out
(Workin' out, workin' out, workin' out)
But I still learned to love
Yes I am a black child of
Late blooming
But I still learned to love
Yes I am a black child of
Late blooming
But I still learned to love
Yes I am a black child of
Late blooming
But I still learned to love
Yes I am a black child of
Late blooming
But I still learned to love
Yes I am a black child of
Late blooming
But I still learned to love
Yes I am a black child of
Late blooming
Vince Anthony - Father Lyrics
Vince Anthony - Father Lyrics
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My father was a lonely boy
His daddy wasn't there for him
His siblings din't know what to do
And after while Momma couldn't look after him
Kids always work it out
So he was finna work it out
Trauma was a puppet master
It kept a lot from workin' out
But he still learned to love
I am a love child of late blooming
My childhood was a lonely one
My daddy wasn't there for me
My Momma din't know what to do
And after while I started floating free
Kids always work it out
So I was finna work it out
Trauma's been a puppet master
It kept a lot from workin' out
(Workin' out, workin' out, workin' out)
But I still learned to love
Yes I am a black child of
Late blooming
But I still learned to love
Yes I am a black child of
Late blooming
But I still learned to love
Yes I am a black child of
Late blooming
But I still learned to love
Yes I am a black child of
Late blooming
But I still learned to love
Yes I am a black child of
Late blooming
But I still learned to love
Yes I am a black child of
Late blooming
His daddy wasn't there for him
His siblings din't know what to do
And after while Momma couldn't look after him
Kids always work it out
So he was finna work it out
Trauma was a puppet master
It kept a lot from workin' out
But he still learned to love
I am a love child of late blooming
My childhood was a lonely one
My daddy wasn't there for me
My Momma din't know what to do
And after while I started floating free
Kids always work it out
So I was finna work it out
Trauma's been a puppet master
It kept a lot from workin' out
(Workin' out, workin' out, workin' out)
But I still learned to love
Yes I am a black child of
Late blooming
But I still learned to love
Yes I am a black child of
Late blooming
But I still learned to love
Yes I am a black child of
Late blooming
But I still learned to love
Yes I am a black child of
Late blooming
But I still learned to love
Yes I am a black child of
Late blooming
But I still learned to love
Yes I am a black child of
Late blooming
Writer: Vincent Wilson
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