Papa is saying, "I gotta go to work
To make a future in this though world"
But don't you know, I'm working on my shit
Whenever it's hard, I'm landing on my feet
Though for you, it is no use
I know how it's hard to keep you amused
Nobody knows 'bout the pain inside
Go through the day with a smile but cries at night
'Cause all he does is try to make it alive
Work-working hard from nine to five
So strong no one can kill his drive
When he sees a problem, no prob, he dives
Sometimes I hate you 'cause I hate to hear
What's in front of me, but now it's clear
Papa he knows, he knows what's best
He's trying to feed you with what's left
But nobody knows what pain he held
Tryna make it through another day
Papa he knows, he knows what's best
He's trying to feed you with what's left
But nobody knows what pain he held
Tryna make it through another day
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Sometimes he talks like he don't understand
He gets on my nerves but that's his plan
'Cause he trying to make me learn his ways
But that never works I have my own little plans
Nobody knows 'bout the pain inside
Go through the day with a smile but cries at night
'Cause all he wants is for me to make it right
Papa, get over it, hmm, I'll survive
Papa he knows, he knows what's best
He's trying to feed you with what's left
But nobody knows what pain he held
Tryna make it through another day
Papa he knows, he knows what's best
He's trying to feed you with what's left
But nobody knows what pain he held
Tryna make it through another day
♪
Papa he knows, he knows what's best
He's trying to feed you with what's left
But nobody knows what pain he held
Trying to make it through another day
♪
Make it through another day