Birdman & Lil Wayne – Like Father, Like Son Lyrics

Like Father, Like Son

Birdman & Lil Wayne

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"Like Father, Like Son." - Birdman & Lil Wayne

Saturday, 24 October 2026, 10:11 pm

Album: Like Father, Like Son (Deluxe Edition)

Track No: 05

There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son, ****)
Like the love of a father
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son, ****)
Father, father, father like son
There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son, ****)
Like the love of a father
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son, ****)
Father, father, father like son
Yeah, I'm filthy rich with quarter ki's in the kitchen on 'em
The block is hot but we still out here gettin' it on 'em
And keep a tool every time we hit the streets
'Cause these **** act a fool and we be quick to put it on 'em
Them tear drops, homie, we so not
The **** to fuck with 'cause we will pop
.40 cal, keep it cocked
****, ready to block
Keep a gun, the extra clip, homie, that's how we rock
And like father like son, daddy, we don't borrow
We stay on the grind, homie 'cause we grind harder
And fuckin' with me homie, you won't like
You be the next T-shirt
We in your hood all night
We got them birds flyin' out and we've allowed the pipes
We do this state to state thing and cheat the price
And Rufus came home and Told him to shave
But he was tellin' me 'bout them pussy **** back in the eighties, baby
There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son, ****)
Like the love of a father
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son, ****)
Father, father, father like son
There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son, ****)
Like the love of a father
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son, ****)
Father, father, father like son
Listen
Birdman put me on when I was just eleven
He was my teacher so I was like, fuck the lesson
He was my preacher, so I was like, fuck the reverend
My mother Cita, she said that I was with the devil
My mother Cita, now say that he was sent from heaven
So I take heed to every single word that he tell me
And I remember what my poppa told me
Remember what my poppa told me, young stunna
Yeah, I'm out here, homie, pitchin' the game
And yes, I do the whole thing, ****, give me my change
Yes, we do them old things out that brand new Range
Lil' **** like his father, homie doin' his thing
We keep the guns for the paper, homie, aimed and cocked
Every **** in my circle, homie, ready to pop
We be ridin' drop tops that just how we rock
And I'll be rollin' in the Phantom through my uptown blocks, ****
There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son, ****)
(Alright, money on my mind)
Like the love of a father
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son, ****)
Father, father, father like son
(Look, I, I, I, I hear you **** whisperin')
There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son, ****)
(I say whisperin' 'cause you **** ain't hollerin' 'bout shit)
(Poor, pussy ass ****)
Like the love of a father
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son, ****)
Father, father, father like son
(Last standin')
Look, Birdman junior, fuck the world, pops
And we gon' keep it movin' even if the world stops
Stay strapped and laced like girl socks
Stay dapped and draped like a birthday cake
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sippin' on Louis when we thirsty
You know, I do believe the money's cursed me
So I pray to god that the devil don't murk me, uh
Little whistle but you can just call me first place
And papa taught me paper chase never skirt chase
I put your **** in the closet in the shirt space
You **** yellow like Sesame street Bert's face
Worst case scenario, burial
Two tone Carrara like mascara, uh
A G4 take your boy wherever
Like father like son
The era, ****
There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son, ****)
Like the love of a father
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son, ****)
Father, father, father like son
There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son, ****)
Like the love of a father
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son, ****)
Father, father, father like son

Writer(s): B. Williams, D. Carter & T-Mix.

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