Letter
(专辑: Live From The Kitchen - 2012)
(Yeaahh Lil Lody on the
track!) I
got a
letter for you Yeah, from the the
bottom of my heart nigga 8/11 Dear I
respect you like a
little brother should You gotta know, got a
million dollar master plan Bro I
know you a
man, I
know you get your own money, I
understand We kill for each other, Steal for each other, violate your parole I'll do them years my brother I
just wanna do this music, you just wanna slang yay Pray to God every day that we get on the
same page I
got a
letter for you, better yet I
got some cheddar for you Nigga play with You know niggers like us, don't get I'm on the
road and niggers asking bout you They wanna hear you cause they hear a
nigga rapping about you No niggers with you And they verified you a
real nigga! You've been above, playing devil in the
field, nigga But when you look at me, you're looking in the
mirror nigga I'm what you made me, get money and take care of the
fam. right ?
Ain't that what you told me Ain't what my life like One of a
kind, blood line like no other niggers Sincerely yours, yo gotti, lil brother, nigga! You're going, going on, I'm saying You and gotta be on the
streets bro If you're going back I'mma feel like its my fault Letter to my niggas, letter to my family Letter to the
streets, man we out here living scareless Wrote a
letter to my haters, told 'em I
don't give a
fuck When you see me in the
streets you know what's up pussy! Letter to my niggas, letter to my family Letter to my haters, man I
know they can't stand me Wrote a
letter to the
fans, told 'em Ima live it up If you want me come get me, I
don't give a
fuck! It's a
letter to my tell 'em about their mommas Tell 'em about 'em dad, how we met and got their numbers Met 'em in the
club, daddy was a
You got from Daddy start tripping, start and crapping Bitches start Treating momma like a
queen Momma just want a
daddy But daddy didn't miss us, so momma start being happy It's a
letter to my daughter, don't let a
nigga treat you like I
treat your momma Your first words your first steps On a
road thinking dollars And my son he's a
mother fucker We gotta burn like a
mother fucker, tell him to fight Never run from a
mother fucker You talk to daddy, he's a
mother fucker, and back to me Like obstacles, life against the
obstacles That's what done the
impossible But daddy came through So why I
try to tell you You could be who you wanna be, do what you wanna do Letter to my niggas, letter to my family Letter to the
streets, man we out here living scareless Wrote a
letter to my haters, told 'em I
don't give a
fuck When you see me in the
streets you know what's up pussy! Letter to my niggas, letter to my family Letter to my haters, man I
know they can't stand me Wrote a
letter to the
fans, told 'em Ima live it up If you want me come get me, I
don't give a
fuck!