Dear, John Doe
Dear John
It's been 5 years
A lots changed but I'm still right here
Still, Repping your name, like you never left
Still rocking my gold watch, it's still on the left
But I moved out the city dawg I live in Arizona
I gotta daughter now, she's my everything and more ya
She look like me with different eyes, I know that you would spoil her
I still her about you even though she'll never know ya
And I still talk to Twain, he got a son a year older
He met his pops and he don't get high no more he sober
Lately we been distant but honestly we closer
Since you died, us against the world, we played our cards no poker
And we still ain't found closure but we still tryna take over
It's NNO, you said it's never over till I over
They still play our songs even thought we still ain't made it
Cause when you died, we almost quit, it was hard to face it that
I lost my nigga, I can't get him back
I think about him every time I rap
My life's a movie, I can't rewind
But in my mind, I always play it back
My life changed when I got that call
Ain't been the same, not ashamed at all
They say everything is for a reason
But I ain't found one in 5 years and 20 seasons
Real shit
Dear John
It took some time, but we getting better
Writing this song, hope that God let you hear this letter
How's heaven, you meet BIG or Pac or hows the weather
Do they let you drink or smoke, or is it something better
So many questions that I got, I'll never get the answers
I still kept real, you know I'll never change the stan
I still kept real, you know I'll never change the standards
Went from changing up these hoes now I'm changing pampers
Still stuck on the road, still hit the bros
Still hit up Chatto, Rey, still hit up Joe (Ricky too)
Still hit The OG, send a couple videos
And it's fuck a couple niggas, that's just how it goes
And it's a couple other things I won't talk about
Just know we finally got that shit straighten out
Now we focused on the money and the children
Rest in peace to my nigga, was a real one
I lost my nigga, I can't get him back
I think about him every time I rap
My life's a movie, I can't rewind
But in my mind, I always play it back
My life changed when I got that call
Ain't been the same, not ashamed at all
They say everything is for a reason
But I ain't found one in 5 years and 20 seasons
Real shit nigga
Yeah, Yeah
Yee
Yeah, Yeah
Dear John
Dear John, Dear John
Dear John, but not the movie
Even though my life is life a movie
Like a movie
It's been 5 years
A lots changed but I'm still right here
Still, Repping your name, like you never left
Still rocking my gold watch, it's still on the left
But I moved out the city dawg I live in Arizona
I gotta daughter now, she's my everything and more ya
She look like me with different eyes, I know that you would spoil her
I still her about you even though she'll never know ya
And I still talk to Twain, he got a son a year older
He met his pops and he don't get high no more he sober
Lately we been distant but honestly we closer
Since you died, us against the world, we played our cards no poker
And we still ain't found closure but we still tryna take over
It's NNO, you said it's never over till I over
They still play our songs even thought we still ain't made it
Cause when you died, we almost quit, it was hard to face it that
I lost my nigga, I can't get him back
I think about him every time I rap
My life's a movie, I can't rewind
But in my mind, I always play it back
My life changed when I got that call
Ain't been the same, not ashamed at all
They say everything is for a reason
But I ain't found one in 5 years and 20 seasons
Real shit
Dear John
It took some time, but we getting better
Writing this song, hope that God let you hear this letter
How's heaven, you meet BIG or Pac or hows the weather
Do they let you drink or smoke, or is it something better
So many questions that I got, I'll never get the answers
I still kept real, you know I'll never change the stan
I still kept real, you know I'll never change the standards
Went from changing up these hoes now I'm changing pampers
Still stuck on the road, still hit the bros
Still hit up Chatto, Rey, still hit up Joe (Ricky too)
Still hit The OG, send a couple videos
And it's fuck a couple niggas, that's just how it goes
And it's a couple other things I won't talk about
Just know we finally got that shit straighten out
Now we focused on the money and the children
Rest in peace to my nigga, was a real one
I lost my nigga, I can't get him back
I think about him every time I rap
My life's a movie, I can't rewind
But in my mind, I always play it back
My life changed when I got that call
Ain't been the same, not ashamed at all
They say everything is for a reason
But I ain't found one in 5 years and 20 seasons
Real shit nigga
Yeah, Yeah
Yee
Yeah, Yeah
Dear John
Dear John, Dear John
Dear John, but not the movie
Even though my life is life a movie
Like a movie
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Writer(s): Chad Dozier Taylor
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