Letra Delroy's son Krept & Konan

Delroy's son

Baby [?]
Your are the King, I got to do it
But if I die, would you let all it down?
If you could wait
There will be sunshine, there will be good times
And no?matter?what?keep the faith?in you, you?(You)
There will be sunshine, there will be good times

You drank yourself to death, cause all you wanted was your flowers and I’ve never said it
But that’s why it bothers me when I don’t get the credit
How could they ever understand?
How could they ever get it?
Knowing that it killed you, how could I ever let it?
Stuck with this feeling that I can’t explain
I guess they only say they “love you”, when you pass away
But legends never die cause the music lives to play forever
They finally gave you your flowers, better late than never
So much has happened since I last wrote you
Don’t know if Carl told you, he got shot and things changed forever
I try my hardest to make it better
She lost both of you, I hope your at the gates together
And some days I can’t get that off my mind
But I’m flying your grave I knew that was a sign
Tryna make it up for all the conversations that we never had
Give my Salams to Cadet and Nash
I know they’re praying on my downfall but I can’t let it stress me Dad
It was the music or the grave or they arrest me Dad
God was tryna test me Dad
I know it ain’t your fault, that you left me Dad
How can it not affect me Dad?
I still find it hard to open up cause I ain’t over stuff
And Mum told me you performed in Brixton, I performed in Brixton
Now when she drives past she can think of the both of us

If you could wait
There will be sunshine, there will be good times
And no matter what keep the faith in you, you (You)
There will be sunshine, there will be good times
(Ooh-Oh)

Yeah, they act like it’s real love but I know it isn’t
When you start popping, the “Hello’s” are different
Had to learn the hard way, it is what it is
What they take from you is always more than they give
The streets turn my heart cold, in the streets turn my heart colder
I probably do it all the same if I could start over
Cause you never understand until you living in it
Singing was your gift and I’m a spitting image
Mum turned Sixty and she still doing music
Moneys never been the reason for her
They put her songs on streaming for her
I swear if they only knew all the things we went through
I never made life easy for her
Back when the restaurant was taking off
I put your face on the wall, incase they forgot
I put your face on my neck, incase they forgot
You weren’t alive but Mummy done an amazing job
I spoil her for all the times she couldn’t spoil me
No will, we had to handle the lawyer fees
Twenty-Six years back and forth over royalties
When money’s involved people lose all their loyalties
And I don’t know if therapy will better me inside
Cause keeping things bottled is a specialty of mine
All I know is that your Grandkids will never be deprived
When I turn this mic on and keep the legacy alive
You know

Baby [?]
Your are the King, I got to do it
But if I die, would you let all it down?
If you could wait
There will be sunshine, there will be good times
And no matter what keep the faith in you, you (You)
There will be sunshine, there will be good times