Letter 2 My Brother

Turn me up, Josh
J Thrash on the track
Ayo, Bleu

Dear, Lamar, how you just leave yo' lil' brother?
Main start takin' the Xans, meek tryna crash, I won't let 'em
We had got a youngin' clipped, but this shit still don't feel better
And I had cut off every nigga who had said they my killer, nah, for real

Sometimes, I cry a lot of tears, this shit don't feel right
You know I ain't gon' never be the same until you kill, right?
Ma lost both fucked, twin, and you keep tellin' me to live life
You know I think 'bout all our memories, it gives me chills, right?

Barely see our kids and our big sister cryin' every night
12 took all my guns, they don't give a fuck, they wanna see us diе
What you know 'bout cryin' in front of yo' nigga?
It hurt so bad, can't hold it in
And you feel like goin' up top, just brought you closer to the еnd
This shit don't feel right

I don't know what you seen in me
But, I'm havin' nightmares, I can't go to sleep
Told my mans, "Walk out the door," still tryna hold it in
Take care of yo' daughter, everybody argue, you just stand on ten

He took a pic' with his new blick and think he in the field
I ain't got to prove myself to no nigga to show that I'm real
Everybody want to pick up a gun, but won't nobody kill
I let niggas get too comfortable, now, they just wanna chill

Niggas say what they gon' do for you, he told me, "If I shoot, he shoot"
If you die on a mission, won't nobody come to your funeral
You tryna be hard, don't wanna listen, I can't get through to you
Give brodie the blinky, sit back and witness, I just throw the hoop

I put stars inside the roof so it'll never rain
I put diamonds on my dogs so they'll never change
I took racks up out the safe and took it to the bank
You lied to me, say you never leave, I wish you never came

Dear, Lamar, how you just leave yo' lil' brother?
Main start takin' the Xans, meek tryna crash, I won't let 'em
We had got a youngin' clipped, but this shit still don't feel better
And I had cut off every nigga who had said they my killer, nah, for real

Sometimes, I cry a lot of tears, this shit don't feel right
You know I ain't gon' never be the same until you kill, right?
Ma lost both fucked, twin, and you keep tellin' me to live life
You know I think 'bout all our memories, it gives me chills, right?

Barely see our kids and our big sister cryin' every night
12 took all my guns, they don't give a fuck, they wanna see us diе
What you know 'bout cryin' in front of you nigga?
It hurt so bad, can't hold it in
And you feel like goin' up top just brought you closer to the end
This shit don't feel right

Told my dog that he can't come back 'round, he think I want him dead
Before you came, I loaded up all my clips and put one in they head
I can't have no nigga with me playin' killer, but really scared
I'm talkin' 'bout dice game, cee-lo with big brother in the shed

Make her turn the lights off 'fore she get down and give me head
I washed off with Pine-Sol, dirty pistol and bloody hands
I done been on missions, kept clickin' and that bitch steady jammed
I done came through a couple times, you saw the car and ran

I just do what I can, life wasn't too fair
You in the hood all by yourself with nothin' to do there
I did shit for you that you won't ask to do for me
I been up for weeks, been chewin' Percs, but I can barely sleep

I don't wanna love no more
Wish I never hug no ho
Can't stop takin' drugs no more
Just promise me that you will never go
And I'll be here for you 'til you get old

Dear, Lamar, how you just leave yo' lil' brother?
Main start takin' the Xans, meek tryna crash, I won't let 'em
We had got a youngin' clipped, but this shit still don't feel better
And I had cut off every nigga who had said they my killer, nah, for real

Sometimes, I cry a lot of tears, this shit don't feel right
You know I ain't gon' never be the same until you kill, right?
Ma lost both of her twins, and you keep tellin' me to live life
You know I think 'bout all our memories, it gives me chills, right?

Barely see our kids and our big sister cryin' every night
12 took all my guns, they don't give a fuck, they wanna see us diе
What you know 'bout cryin' in front of you nigga?
It hurt so bad, can't hold it in
And you feel like goin' up top just brought you closer to the end
This shit don't feel right