To Whom It May Concern
(Grahh)
(Bitch, every opp shot everything dead huh)
(41 shots to the)
(Every opp shot everything dead huh)
(41 shots to the head!)
Grahh
Lately, I been accepting defeat (on bro, on bro)
My body feel weak
I know that I'm lit
I can have any bitch but
I'm still insecure that's the reason I cheat
Like and I swear, I be stressing about everything
But I still got a family to feed
I don't got an appetite, I barely eat
Like all these niggas know nothing about me
Like I be scared to bring around the guys
'Cause most of them always try talking to my bitch
And just like me they lit, and just like me they rich
She know that I got so much money,
She told me she don't care about that shit
But I know she only hit,
'Cause she can use me just like every other fucking bitch!
Man you know I'm the heart of this shit!
I'm the nigga who started this shit!
I'm the nigga who put it together nigga,
But my brothers still treat me like shit
Niggas be leaving stuck in the crib but
Them niggas be speedin' to go get a bitch
I'm like, "fuck it, it is what is it"
All this fake love it be making me sick
All this dumb shit, it be making me sick
And these niggas will sip
When I iced up my wrist, nigga!
Wh-Who really lit? (Like I was ballin' they was on a bitch, nigga!)
And they know,
When I'm stepping and stomping nigga no it's nobody bigger
And them same niggas be in my comments saying
Be the same niggas asking for pictures!
Like there was so many times where I wanted
To pick up a gun and go screw on the trigger
So much times where I was about to quit
Like Touch told me I was gonna get bigger
It was so many times I was about to throw it all away,
Mommy told me I'm bigger
(it was so many times I was about to throw it all away,
Mommy told me I'm bigger)
Grahh
I was made for this shit
I'm too great for this shit
That's why I got so much love for this shit
That's why I got so much hate for this shit
Like sometimes I'm a slave to this shit
Emotions got me debating and shit
That's why I cry everyday I be fighting myself so much tears,
I could bathe in this shit!
Like I still be learning how to fucking cope
Heart so cold, everyday feel like snow
Me and my brothers fighting over money
I miss those times where everyone was broke
So much love nigga, so much jokes
Even though we ain't had it, we never said no
No I don't care if we mad at each other,
'Cause if bro call, imma answer the phone
Like everybody in our fucking business
It was like this since the beginning
I'm from the vil' where they barely succeed
So niggas hate me 'cause they see I'm winning
They watch every move, they watching every step
All this shit no, I can't catch a break
Like all this envy nigga all of this death
They say it's love but I only feel hate, bitch!
(Bitch, every opp shot everything dead huh)
(41 shots to the)
(Every opp shot everything dead huh)
(41 shots to the head!)
Grahh
Lately, I been accepting defeat (on bro, on bro)
My body feel weak
I know that I'm lit
I can have any bitch but
I'm still insecure that's the reason I cheat
Like and I swear, I be stressing about everything
But I still got a family to feed
I don't got an appetite, I barely eat
Like all these niggas know nothing about me
Like I be scared to bring around the guys
'Cause most of them always try talking to my bitch
And just like me they lit, and just like me they rich
She know that I got so much money,
She told me she don't care about that shit
But I know she only hit,
'Cause she can use me just like every other fucking bitch!
Man you know I'm the heart of this shit!
I'm the nigga who started this shit!
I'm the nigga who put it together nigga,
But my brothers still treat me like shit
Niggas be leaving stuck in the crib but
Them niggas be speedin' to go get a bitch
I'm like, "fuck it, it is what is it"
All this fake love it be making me sick
All this dumb shit, it be making me sick
And these niggas will sip
When I iced up my wrist, nigga!
Wh-Who really lit? (Like I was ballin' they was on a bitch, nigga!)
And they know,
When I'm stepping and stomping nigga no it's nobody bigger
And them same niggas be in my comments saying
Be the same niggas asking for pictures!
Like there was so many times where I wanted
To pick up a gun and go screw on the trigger
So much times where I was about to quit
Like Touch told me I was gonna get bigger
It was so many times I was about to throw it all away,
Mommy told me I'm bigger
(it was so many times I was about to throw it all away,
Mommy told me I'm bigger)
Grahh
I was made for this shit
I'm too great for this shit
That's why I got so much love for this shit
That's why I got so much hate for this shit
Like sometimes I'm a slave to this shit
Emotions got me debating and shit
That's why I cry everyday I be fighting myself so much tears,
I could bathe in this shit!
Like I still be learning how to fucking cope
Heart so cold, everyday feel like snow
Me and my brothers fighting over money
I miss those times where everyone was broke
So much love nigga, so much jokes
Even though we ain't had it, we never said no
No I don't care if we mad at each other,
'Cause if bro call, imma answer the phone
Like everybody in our fucking business
It was like this since the beginning
I'm from the vil' where they barely succeed
So niggas hate me 'cause they see I'm winning
They watch every move, they watching every step
All this shit no, I can't catch a break
Like all this envy nigga all of this death
They say it's love but I only feel hate, bitch!
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Writer(s): Zaire Rivera, Edwin Rivera
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