Letter To My Homie
Ay
Ay
Ay
Look
Just got the call they killed my dog so how the fuck I'm 'posed to feel
Tryna stay up out the streets but all a youngin know is kill
Got youngins on the corner and they serve that shit for real
And got some youngins up the road and they got a lot of years
My mama preaching to me, She don't understand this pain
She don't understand this life and she don't understand this game
She don't know the shit I lost and she don't know the shit I gained
And she don't know I'm fucked up but she don't know I'm tryna change
I remember all those days we used to stand up on that block
Remember all those nights we used to ride and slide on opps
Remember all those licks and when them niggas sent those shots
But the night that shit changed was the night that you got shot
I never question God but I just wanna know why
We had a lot planned so why the fuck he let you die
My heart is full of pain so you know that I'm tryna slide
And if I ever see them niggas, yea somebody gotta die
See this is real life and all facts, this ain't no capping
If I was there that night you know that shit wouldn't have happened
If I was by your side, them niggas wouldn't have caught you lacking
Fuck those niggas you was with cause they ain't ride and that shit tragic
Dare Ave lost a real one
How the fuck we 'posed to heal
I seen your mama cry and that shit just gave me chills
That shit just had me mad and ready to jump up in that field
But I remember what you told me, "Grind hard and chase those mils"
Ay
But I'm just talking to you, Can you hear me
I know this shit getting real deep but I know that you feel me
I hope you know you hurt me nigga but this is the real me
Ima make them feel me
Them niggas gotta feel me
Them niggas really killed my dog so Ima make them feel me
I'm just talking to you can you hear me
I know this getting real deep but I know that you feel me
Ay
Ay
Look
Just got the call they killed my dog so how the fuck I'm 'posed to feel
Tryna stay up out the streets but all a youngin know is kill
Got youngins on the corner and they serve that shit for real
And got some youngins up the road and they got a lot of years
My mama preaching to me, She don't understand this pain
She don't understand this life and she don't understand this game
She don't know the shit I lost and she don't know the shit I gained
And she don't know I'm fucked up but she don't know I'm tryna change
I remember all those days we used to stand up on that block
Remember all those nights we used to ride and slide on opps
Remember all those licks and when them niggas sent those shots
But the night that shit changed was the night that you got shot
I never question God but I just wanna know why
We had a lot planned so why the fuck he let you die
My heart is full of pain so you know that I'm tryna slide
And if I ever see them niggas, yea somebody gotta die
See this is real life and all facts, this ain't no capping
If I was there that night you know that shit wouldn't have happened
If I was by your side, them niggas wouldn't have caught you lacking
Fuck those niggas you was with cause they ain't ride and that shit tragic
Dare Ave lost a real one
How the fuck we 'posed to heal
I seen your mama cry and that shit just gave me chills
That shit just had me mad and ready to jump up in that field
But I remember what you told me, "Grind hard and chase those mils"
Ay
But I'm just talking to you, Can you hear me
I know this shit getting real deep but I know that you feel me
I hope you know you hurt me nigga but this is the real me
Ima make them feel me
Them niggas gotta feel me
Them niggas really killed my dog so Ima make them feel me
I'm just talking to you can you hear me
I know this getting real deep but I know that you feel me
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Writer(s): Jaquan Robinson
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