A Letter
Why do you not care for me
Loving you not loving me embarrassing
I don't think that shit you do is fair to me
I done seen it all
So I don't even think you gone be there for me
Sad you say love me, you don't cherish me
Now If I lose the love and you see me from the other side
On the stage screaming "fuck the other guys"
If they wanna do it I could stay and catch another ride
But I ain't tryna see no mothers cry
So I say...
Baby There could be a lotta drama
Pull up with this big ass choppa blocca
If they pursue it, on my momma momma
I'll smoke they ass like marijuana wanna
& play and try to cross me
Cuz if you do yellow tape, no more walking
Yeah everything is getting hot and
You gone sweat like
Seen a lot of real people really turn fake
Seen alotta lonely comin your way
You say that we homies knowin we ain't
You ain't down with the old me... you don't know me
Seen alotta Og's get old and turn cap
Sittin' in they old days never goin back
Workin every day so I never turn that
So whatever you put on me gimmie all that
I just want somebody who love me when be off those
Someone to touch me just like I touch my semi auto
A woman who want me as much as I want forgiautos
Fully automatic put you in a quickscope
Careful, this bullet in this pistol a missile
I been, focusing on wealthy, fuck a rich move
Healthy... blessed... & my pockets on full
And all the rest is for God to unfold
And I ain't never play the game until I got up in it
Didn't work like I was wanting so I switched positions
Bricking every time I shot I started aiming different
Peeping when the money came how you start hanging different
And I know you only love me when I'm up
In Louis Vuitton
But when you dead and gone where does it go
As fast is as It comes is as it gos
And You'll be sad as fuck
Cuz people only love things when they gone
Seen a lot of real people really turn fake
Seen alotta lonely comin your way
You that say that we homies knowin we ain't
You ain't down with the old me you don't know me
Seen alotta Og's get old and turn cap
Sittin in they old days never goin back
Workin every day so I never turn that
So whatevea you put on me gimmie all that
You tell me that you love me and you want me but you don't
And I wanna believe you when you say it but I won't
Scared to be alone all by myself and on my own
I don't even know
Why we're on the phone
Loving you not loving me embarrassing
I don't think that shit you do is fair to me
I done seen it all
So I don't even think you gone be there for me
Sad you say love me, you don't cherish me
Now If I lose the love and you see me from the other side
On the stage screaming "fuck the other guys"
If they wanna do it I could stay and catch another ride
But I ain't tryna see no mothers cry
So I say...
Baby There could be a lotta drama
Pull up with this big ass choppa blocca
If they pursue it, on my momma momma
I'll smoke they ass like marijuana wanna
& play and try to cross me
Cuz if you do yellow tape, no more walking
Yeah everything is getting hot and
You gone sweat like
Seen a lot of real people really turn fake
Seen alotta lonely comin your way
You say that we homies knowin we ain't
You ain't down with the old me... you don't know me
Seen alotta Og's get old and turn cap
Sittin' in they old days never goin back
Workin every day so I never turn that
So whatever you put on me gimmie all that
I just want somebody who love me when be off those
Someone to touch me just like I touch my semi auto
A woman who want me as much as I want forgiautos
Fully automatic put you in a quickscope
Careful, this bullet in this pistol a missile
I been, focusing on wealthy, fuck a rich move
Healthy... blessed... & my pockets on full
And all the rest is for God to unfold
And I ain't never play the game until I got up in it
Didn't work like I was wanting so I switched positions
Bricking every time I shot I started aiming different
Peeping when the money came how you start hanging different
And I know you only love me when I'm up
In Louis Vuitton
But when you dead and gone where does it go
As fast is as It comes is as it gos
And You'll be sad as fuck
Cuz people only love things when they gone
Seen a lot of real people really turn fake
Seen alotta lonely comin your way
You that say that we homies knowin we ain't
You ain't down with the old me you don't know me
Seen alotta Og's get old and turn cap
Sittin in they old days never goin back
Workin every day so I never turn that
So whatevea you put on me gimmie all that
You tell me that you love me and you want me but you don't
And I wanna believe you when you say it but I won't
Scared to be alone all by myself and on my own
I don't even know
Why we're on the phone
Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Doughty
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