Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Common
Vocals
Jill Scott
Vocals
Samora Pinderhughes
Piano
Burniss Travis
Bass
Charlie Bisharat
Violin
Daphne Chen
Violin
James Poyser
Keyboards
Karriem Riggins
Drums
Leah Katz
Viola
Patrick Warren
String Conductor
Songa Lee
Violin
Vanessa Freebairn-Smith
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jill Scott
Songwriter
Samora Pinderhughes
Songwriter
Karriem Riggins
Songwriter
Burniss Travis
Songwriter
Lonnie Lynn
Songwriter
James Poyser
Songwriter
Patrick Warren
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Samora Pinderhughes
Co-Producer
Karriem Riggins
Producer
Burniss Travis
Co-Producer
Chris Galland
Engineer
Jeremie Inhaber
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Michelle Mancini
Mastering Engineer
Robin Florent
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Scott Desmarais
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Embedded in emotion, I'm open, hopin' whoever's
Calling's all in for the low-key, it was O-M-O-Y-E
I read my daughter's name slowly
I'm asleep, sleepin' with the TV on
Two in the morn', "Who the hell is this?"
On some Biggie warn, something's wrong
What's going on? You should be under covers, warm
Is there a thunderstorm? Someone done you wrong?
Words stumbled on, she mumbled on
Something's on, oh shit, she lit, a habit she got, legit
We talked a bit, truthfully I was tired, youthfully
She was high with her friends, I said bye quick
The phone collided with my sleep again, 3 minutes later
But there's another layer, she said I didn't care
She said I wasn't there when she was younger
Summer tour buses wasn't enough to show what love is
She said I did things that a dad doesn't and that
She had questions, if I'm a good father
Why all the bad judgement?
I'm looking past judgement, about to ask somethin'
But she was bag bustin', inside I'm mad, cussin'
Inside I'm sad, dustin' off my pride, I thought that I did
Protect and provide, and I'm a father, that's life
What about the rides with you in the backseat?
You tellin' me if it's a wack beat, I came to a few
Track meets, weekend movies, I got you tickets to Lil Uzi
Truly I tried, she said, "It's the things that you didn't do
Not what you did," It hurt her spirit when she saw me
With another woman's kid, peeled back and thought
To love her I gotta listen, now love and action
Is the new vision, she said
"Dad, let your actions be your loudest speaker"
And now my daughter is now my teacher, with love
Show me that you're there, show me that you care
I've been looking for you but you don't want to share
I've been looking for you even over there
Will you stay around this time or should I be prepared?
Show me that you're there, show me how you care
You like to come around here
(You know actions speak louder than words, right?)
Show me that you love me, show me that you care
This space is feeling empty, but you don't see me there
You won't feel the pain and you won't take the blame
How you come around here and you just stay the same
Show me that you love, show me that you care
When is the time for you to pull a chair
And tell me who you are and tell me you'll be there?
And show up when it's hard and show me you care?
Show me, show me
Show me, show me, show me
Show me
Show me, show me, show me
Show me
Writer(s): James Jason Poyser, Lonnie Rashid Lynn, Emmanuel Karriem Riggins, Jill H Scott, Samora Abayomi Pinderhughes, Burniss Earl Travis
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