Letter 2 The Streets

(album: Deeper Than Rap - 2022)

Fortunate to know you, babe
While I've been busy running these streets
You make sure your home is straight
While I be politicking with the freaks
And I know everything has changed
Turn it up a little bit
Everything with you and me
Yeah
(Moneybag Mont we making hits)
'Cause you know where my heart is, girl
In our bed where you sleep
I hope, I hope, I hope, I hope, I hope, I hope, I hope we make it babe

Bitches said they was gonna ride with me but they didn't
Why the fuck you talk about them bands if you don't get it?
Last of the real know my name, they gonna mention
Yo' feelings in them jokes so don't end with, "Just kidding"
Know that I'ma always get it back if I spend it
Know that all my opps think twice 'cause I'm spinning
Know that I never entertain when they mention
Know that they was never gonna ride, they was kidding
Ayy, nigga they was kidding
Know that they was never gonna ride, they was kidding
Bitches said they was riding with me but they didn't, ayy (They weren't)
But they didn't
But they didn't
Niggas said they was gonna ride for me but they didn't
But them niggas didn't

Ayy, niggas mad with tendencies 'cause they can't live up off a nigga
Where was you before I rapped? Got me missing all my niggas
The hate gon' always be real 'cause they don't get it how you get it
Same twenty four hours, they don't live it how you live it
Do you if that make you feel better 'cause don't nobody really got you like you got yourself, homie
Everybody living lies, nowadays it's whatever
Be who they wanna be, real nigga, I could never
Lost Heddy, lost Sah, lost BR and it hurt
Mistakes come with the game, nigga, long as you learn
Niggas dying everyday so don't make the wrong turn
How you stab me in my back when I always put you first?
You ain't wrong if you riding for your brothers, better shoot 'em
Bitches out here selling pussy, don't look down, I salute 'em
Opps turn to fans if you ever run into 'em
Teach the youngins right from wrong 'cause who else gonna do it? 'Cause who else gonna do it?
You ain't wrong if you riding for your brothers, better shoot 'em
Bitches out here selling pussy, don't look down, I salute 'em
Opps turn to fans if you ever run into 'em
And this my letter to the streets, I ain't never squashing beef
Everybody got so much to say, but never say it to me
'Cause I don't spare these niggas feelings, gotta know what's up with me
Forever shining for my niggas, you can see it on my piece

Bitches said they was gonna ride with me but they didn't
Why the fuck you talk about them bands if you don't get it?
Last of the real know my name, they gonna mention
Yo' feelings in them jokes so don't end with, "Just kidding"
Know that I'ma always get it back if I spend it
Know that all my opps think twice 'cause I'm spinning
Know that I never entertain when they mention
Know that they was never gonna ride, they was kidding

When you down bad, you really find out who's in your corner
See everybody talk that loyal shit
When it's time to be loyal, everybody disappear