Open Letter
(专辑: Tha Carter V - 2018)
Ah-em Sometimes I
feel like I
ain't shit Sometimes a
nigga feel like shit Talking 'bout some real life shit Goodbye letter, "Dear Life" shit So if a
nigga kill me, hope he mean it I
just hope I
die for a
reason They probably won't miss me 'til they need me Have problems with admitting that they need me, Lord I'm talking 'bout some real life shit Goodbye letter, "Dear Life" shit Way too concerned to be conceited I
live and I
learn, then die tryna teach 'em, Lord Die tryna reach 'em They care more about how much I
leave than Where I
leave it I
hope I
leave more of an impression on my kids To be destined to have blessings to believe in, Lord Just got off the
phone with my son Told him, "You're a
son of a
gun" Just got off the
phone with my daughter Told her, "I won't hesitate to fuck a
young nigga up", Lord A
few bitches left me, that only got a
new bitch elected My old bitch was too disrespectful And only get my new bitch respected That's power, yes, it's now or next Can't lie though, I
tried though I'll die trying, that's a
common death We was such a
team, we was chasing our dreams Then it stopped, now I'm outta breath Now they try to tell me I
need rest And I'll find love again, I
ain't find it yet Oh, but I
guess it is what it is as it appears, oh shit The
object in the
mirror is more near than it appears, oh shit And sometimes I
fear who in the
mirror, that nigga weird He done died so many times but still here, why am I
here? Dear Life What is my meaning? My reason? Naked bitches really love ones Sometimes our loved ones don't love us I'm fucking more than I'm making love Sometimes I
make my rubber wear a
rubber I
just tell my lady, "Nothing's easy" Even though I
make it look easy But understand looks are deceiving Looking like I'm looking for some grievance 'Cause I
been through way too much, don't wanna think about it Cranky 'bout it, gotta drink about it Gotta synchronize it, tranquilize it Doctor ain't prescribing what he ain't realizing Pain inside me got me thinking 'bout me Tryna hang my body, sanctifying I'm a
gangsta dying 'cause all gangsters die I
can't deny it, you can't tame my lion I'm a
angry lion hanging by a
string, I
can't describe it Feel like a
anchor tied to my finger Got me sinking to the
bottom of my drink I
know a
lotta niggas think I
got a
lotta niggas There's strength in numbers but it's honor over strength I
talked to God the
other day, he say he got a
nigga So, I
look death up in her eye and then I
wink It's way too real, the
shit I'm talking way, way too real I
hope it gave you chills The
dirt under your feet could be the
grave you fill You don't know how dead you feel 'til you're dead for real Getting high after I
paid the
bill, lower than a
Navy SEAL Show up with them Navy guns, I
hope somebody praying for 'em Price tags no mistakes, somebody paying for 'em Ice bath when my face numb, no expression What's the
life expectancy when you don't expect shit? Mama told me, "Fuck the
world and be so aggressive Be self-fluorescent, watch these hoes 'cause they so obsessive Don't get too high to look over blessings Never come in second, make the
most of your seconds They so precious" 'Cause if we could buy time, every store would sell it If you want me to read your mind, need correct spelling I
keep it real, niggas better keep it copacetic Where the
weed? I
feel like I'm getting a
sober headache Looking in the
mirror at the
one that know me better I
was too busy to talk, I
wrote an open letter Dear Life What is my meaning? My reason? That's the
question I
ask the
reader, God bless the
reader Dear Life, what is my meaning? My reason? That's the
question You know, when he told me Toya was having a
baby, I
say, "Y'all young. You know y'all young." But I
said, "Be the
best father you can be," you know. And truly, he is that