[Spoken Intro ] Boys — this is my promise. I walked the dark so I could come back to your light. [Verse 1] Under a busted streetlight, last names passed with two-dollar bills, Empty stoop echoes, midnight hands, the city taught me how to kill. Late-night handoffs at a corner where the rain kept secrets well, I learned to move like a dealer — quiet footfalls, practice in my shell. [Pre-Chorus ] But there was a crayon sun on the fridge that trembled through my sleep, Three stick-figure hearts thumbtacked where my better angels keep. A whisper in the dark: the hush of tiny, steady breaths, A spark in the ash, a vow I swore above those debts. [Chorus ] I traded my lies for lullabies — one soft line, clear and true. I traded my nights beneath neon fights for mornings spent with you. From busted corners to kitchen light, I learned how to stand and try: I traded my lies for lullabies, and I’ll sing until I die. [Verse 2] There’s a knuckle-scar from a night when a bottle met a broken door, A chipped tooth from a winter fight, a map of places I swore I’d ignore. I used to count paper, not hearts, stack cash where the cold wind blows, Now I count the freckles on my youngest’s nose when the morning slow light shows. [Pre-Chorus ] Tiny hand on my cheek — he presses like a postcard from home, A crooked drawing taped to the fridge: a truck, three suns, and our home. Sobriety’s a slow faucet—steady, patient, and true, I wake up for pancakes, for cartoons, for three soft heads that knew. [Chorus ] I traded my lies for lullabies — one soft line, clear and true. I traded my nights beneath neon fights for mornings spent with you. From busted corners to kitchen light, I learned how to stand and try: I traded my lies for lullabies, and I’ll sing until I die. [Bridge ] (Temptation scene — tightened rhyme) Two AM, an old contact called, a paper envelope in my palm, He said "You still want easy money?" — the corner’s chorus, the same old psalm. The bottle on the sink blinked like a moon that knew my name, But I pictured three small faces, and I threw the ring of keys in the flame. I folded up the list, burned every number, watched the ash go by, If the past knocks at my window, I’ll meet it with a lullaby. [Chorus - Variation] I traded my lies for lullabies — that short line keeps me whole. I traded the cold and the rolled-up nights for the warmth inside this home. From felon’s footsteps to bedtime steps, from hard streets to steady cries: I traded my lies for lullabies, I swap my past for their sunrise. [Spoken Outro ] Boys — I’m sober for you. I’m here. I’ll tuck you in, every night. [Outro ] A sober man with three small hands, a scar that tells the truth, A dad who learned to love by doing — one quiet morning, one honest roof. This road was rough, the corners sharp, but love rewired these lines: I gave up the dark for morning songs — I traded my lies for lullabies.