Letters

(albüm: Misunderstood - 2019)

Thank you, Ralph

If you ain't shot at nothing, your opinion do not mean shit
Same ones asking for something said I wouldn't be shit
Ten toes down, keep my feet up on the cement
Lil Dino caught a body, now they calling him a demon
Used to walk around rocking Payless
Heard they say they tryna kill us, brodie, say less, ayy
I just dropped a verse for this paycheck
This forty stopped his ass in traffic, that's a brake check
Bitches know I break necks
Why these niggas all up on my dick like a latex?
I ain't falling off, I ain't even reach my apex
Before I eat myself, I ask my brodie if he ate yet
Better wait before the put on, I ain't even on the eight yet
Been calling from the county, few way in and I mute the phone
He sentimental, he thinking 'bout when he coming home
My family hated on me 'til the money came, I proved them wrong
I love my girl family, G-O-D, I treat them like my own
When I was broke, on God, you always put me first
The streets is sticky, you with me, I put it in your purse
I say I'm blessed every day 'cause shit, it could be worse
Cam was with me hitting niggas, now he on a shirt
Ayy, the streets is wicked, lost some niggas, why I'm in my feelings
I'm still posted on my block and I ain't never switching
You lost a brother, lost a soldier, make sure niggas feeling
When I'm alone, I smoke this dope to help a nigga heal it
Ayy, this shit just make me numb so I can't even feel shit
I was broke and bummy so I had to steal shit
My nigga doing life, hard for him to feel shit
Ayy, I cut back on the mud 'cause it ain't help to heal shit
Lot of South K but ain't dropping no bodies
A lot of rapping 'bout them guns but ain't popping nobody
We rock with Glocks, fully autos, ain't rocking no shotties
Now these bougie bitches choosing on me 'cause a nigga popping
Ayy, cuzzo did his skit, we ain't jump him in
They said I wouldn't be shit 'til I touched me like ten
And I'ma buy my mom a crib before I flood my wrist
When I was broke, niggas ain't throw me dope, that's why I love my bitch
And lately I done had the same dreams
All this praying still ain't save me, I been feeling like ain't nothing working lately
Seeing my niece's smile made me wish I had a baby
Might as well start praying to this pistol, it's what saves me
All this fussing and fighting, saying we ain't working
I'm sorry that I made mistakes 'cause I ain't perfect
If I go broke then me and my niggas purging
Designer cover pain, that's why I love it when I splurge it
Ayy, money root of evil, but for me it solve problems
Mama disappointed I ain't wanna go to college
I be trapping for them foreigns, get my mama out them Camrys
I been way up out my zone, I just hope they understand me, gang

Thank you, Ralph