Letter 2 Us
Nights full of enemies
Know the lord is coming
You ever found happiness but didn't really want it
Bring it all back
I close my eyes crack a smile look at where I'm at
I hit the stage on the road and they asking who that
Uneak with a little bit of cockiness
Put my girl in the finest clothes where we shopping at
Mama raised a king so the goal ain't no stopping that
Put me at the top ASAP somewhere rocky at
Okay I think I like who I'm becoming
Throw me with the wolves and I swear there ain't no running
Hold my pinky high a little boujee how Im coming
I could probably spit a bar to my heart thumping damn
I'll probably never understand
Mama raised me low income no man
Coming home from school smelling curry in the pan
Damn that smell good
Hold your head up high
Know we always fall
But when you get back up
You gon still stand tall
Hold your head up high
Know we always fall
But when you get back up
You gon still stand tall
See I grew up in the ghetto
But know I got it better than them kids in the cold with no sweater
No place to live
I'm here to tell my brothers real pain builds a king
And ladies you a queen let it glow from within
And ain't nobody perfect man we all born to sin
Damn we all born to sin
Aint nobody perfect man we all born to sin
No I ain't perfect
But know that I'm worth it
They never wore rubbers so Im here for a purpose
I here the storm coming so I open the curtains
It only took one time for me to stop hurting
I let the pain build and spit it all out
They should be ashamed what they do for the clout
Double cup sipping popping pills in her mouth
And I just sit back and say
Bodies dropping they forget them
Thankful for the pot to piss in
Hug my mama and I kiss her
She the one that see the vision
No I'm killing competition
One goal and one mission
I just wanna make it out
That's why my finger always itching
And I put this on the system
No u never catch me snitching
I put my hands up cause the boy just made a living
And we gon stop hoping baby we gon stop wishing
I just say
Hold your head up high
Know we always fall
But when you get back up
You gon still stand tall
Hold your head up high
Know we always fall
But when you get back up
You gon still stand tall
Know the lord is coming
You ever found happiness but didn't really want it
Bring it all back
I close my eyes crack a smile look at where I'm at
I hit the stage on the road and they asking who that
Uneak with a little bit of cockiness
Put my girl in the finest clothes where we shopping at
Mama raised a king so the goal ain't no stopping that
Put me at the top ASAP somewhere rocky at
Okay I think I like who I'm becoming
Throw me with the wolves and I swear there ain't no running
Hold my pinky high a little boujee how Im coming
I could probably spit a bar to my heart thumping damn
I'll probably never understand
Mama raised me low income no man
Coming home from school smelling curry in the pan
Damn that smell good
Hold your head up high
Know we always fall
But when you get back up
You gon still stand tall
Hold your head up high
Know we always fall
But when you get back up
You gon still stand tall
See I grew up in the ghetto
But know I got it better than them kids in the cold with no sweater
No place to live
I'm here to tell my brothers real pain builds a king
And ladies you a queen let it glow from within
And ain't nobody perfect man we all born to sin
Damn we all born to sin
Aint nobody perfect man we all born to sin
No I ain't perfect
But know that I'm worth it
They never wore rubbers so Im here for a purpose
I here the storm coming so I open the curtains
It only took one time for me to stop hurting
I let the pain build and spit it all out
They should be ashamed what they do for the clout
Double cup sipping popping pills in her mouth
And I just sit back and say
Bodies dropping they forget them
Thankful for the pot to piss in
Hug my mama and I kiss her
She the one that see the vision
No I'm killing competition
One goal and one mission
I just wanna make it out
That's why my finger always itching
And I put this on the system
No u never catch me snitching
I put my hands up cause the boy just made a living
And we gon stop hoping baby we gon stop wishing
I just say
Hold your head up high
Know we always fall
But when you get back up
You gon still stand tall
Hold your head up high
Know we always fall
But when you get back up
You gon still stand tall
Credits
Writer(s): Keanu Clarke
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