To Dad

I'm stepping to the track with a brand new groove Giving you a melody to make you move Shout out to my dad, yeah, he raised me right Born in Eighty-Four, keeping futures bright That’s the year of the legends, the vintage style Bringing back the energy that makes you smile No need to cuss just to make a hit We just drop the clean bars, let the baseline split [Chorus / Hook] We jumping to the top, we ain't looking back Modern pop energy across the track Nineteen-Eighty-Four, yeah, we set the tone Spitting fresh freestyle straight through the phone [Verse 2] He used to think hip hop was a bit too loud But I’m changing up the flow just to make him proud Smooth pop chords with a brand new vibe Connecting generations in the family tribe Fame studio, we lock it in tight Turning up the melody and rocking all night Clean vocals only when I pick up the mic Doing it exactly how my father would like