Letter to the Streets
Aye this a letter to the streets I hope you hear it nigga
Put all my pain inside these songs I hope you feel it nigga
I put my pride aside in hopes to see a bigger picture
A couple years from now I hope a nigga livin' richer
Straight to voicemail, I'm sorry but I don't feel like talking
Lil bro in jail I'm stressing hard every time I see him calling
I thought I made it high enough but a nigga still falling
I don't post my tears for them to see I know they still watching
Early mornings grindin' lead me to them late nights
Praying for my dawgs I hope they see the day light
And I got some shots for a nigga that's talking if he don't wanna play right
Before I fall in love with you, you said you'll stay right
Young life and it's full of disappointments
And I heard they was on a nigga head for that unemployment
And them niggas robbing niggas now for they own enjoyment
Imma get my own bag I don't like it stolen
Before I go to sleep I make sure that I, pray
Thank you lord I don't know what else I'm supposed, say
I hope you getting rid of folks that in the, way
Hope I live long enough to see another, day
Aye this a letter to the streets I hope you hear it nigga
Put all my pain inside these songs I hope you feel it nigga
I put my pride aside in hopes to see a bigger picture
A couple years from now I hope a nigga livin' richer
FaceTime with a patna' I prolly won't see again
Crossed by another nigga I used to call my friend
Envy and hate them niggas full of sins
Aye free young Day Day fasho and free my brother Syn
To take the pain away I prolly killed my liver and shit
Them niggas bitches they gon prolly pull the trigger and miss
I know they hate me they been sneaking me with diss after diss
I get to stepping imma hit with these fists after fists
Them yungings calling me a role model
I'm feeling low might drink the whole bottle
Make sure you take no shit from nobody
If you slip up that's on yo own body
Before I go to sleep I make sure that I, pray
Thank you lord ion know what else I'm supposed, say
I hope you getting rid of folks that in the, way
Hope I live long enough to see another, day
Aye this a letter to the streets I hope you hear it nigga
Put all my pain inside these songs I hope you feel it nigga
I put my pride aside in hopes to see a bigger picture
A couple years from now I hope a nigga livin' richer
Put all my pain inside these songs I hope you feel it nigga
I put my pride aside in hopes to see a bigger picture
A couple years from now I hope a nigga livin' richer
Straight to voicemail, I'm sorry but I don't feel like talking
Lil bro in jail I'm stressing hard every time I see him calling
I thought I made it high enough but a nigga still falling
I don't post my tears for them to see I know they still watching
Early mornings grindin' lead me to them late nights
Praying for my dawgs I hope they see the day light
And I got some shots for a nigga that's talking if he don't wanna play right
Before I fall in love with you, you said you'll stay right
Young life and it's full of disappointments
And I heard they was on a nigga head for that unemployment
And them niggas robbing niggas now for they own enjoyment
Imma get my own bag I don't like it stolen
Before I go to sleep I make sure that I, pray
Thank you lord I don't know what else I'm supposed, say
I hope you getting rid of folks that in the, way
Hope I live long enough to see another, day
Aye this a letter to the streets I hope you hear it nigga
Put all my pain inside these songs I hope you feel it nigga
I put my pride aside in hopes to see a bigger picture
A couple years from now I hope a nigga livin' richer
FaceTime with a patna' I prolly won't see again
Crossed by another nigga I used to call my friend
Envy and hate them niggas full of sins
Aye free young Day Day fasho and free my brother Syn
To take the pain away I prolly killed my liver and shit
Them niggas bitches they gon prolly pull the trigger and miss
I know they hate me they been sneaking me with diss after diss
I get to stepping imma hit with these fists after fists
Them yungings calling me a role model
I'm feeling low might drink the whole bottle
Make sure you take no shit from nobody
If you slip up that's on yo own body
Before I go to sleep I make sure that I, pray
Thank you lord ion know what else I'm supposed, say
I hope you getting rid of folks that in the, way
Hope I live long enough to see another, day
Aye this a letter to the streets I hope you hear it nigga
Put all my pain inside these songs I hope you feel it nigga
I put my pride aside in hopes to see a bigger picture
A couple years from now I hope a nigga livin' richer
Credits
Writer(s): Christine Chambers
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