"Letter To My Brother" Bootleg Kev Freestyle
Yo-Yo
Yo-Yo Meen, play that shit
Sippin' quickly forgot it was mud
I don't cry so I cope up with drugs
Like, I don't know when my time gonna come
I'm at the bottom, back where I begun
Feeling weak but I gotta be strong
Like, only feel love when I'm gone
Gon' pour me up, fuck all the pain
Like, with my tan I might 'oot like Deron
Tata my brother, I love him for life
I don't care if he right or he wrong
I pop a pill, put the pain in my song
Sippin' wock 'cause I just want the pain to be gone
(Grah)
Roll a spliff when she getting me tight
Shit reducing my feelings, I don't wanna fight
In the booth with my 7 11
Pour trish, mix it with sprite
I'm by myself in the night
Like pop a 30 to give me some life
Please don't question the shit that I do
Nobody there for the battles I fight
I be zooted when I'm in the stu'
Fuck all this talking, don't know if it's true
Like, don't get me upset, I'm impulsive
I might pour up a cup and go spin in a coupe
Bro throw 5, times by 2
Jah off a 10 and he throw like Luke
Like, I be bugging don't know what to do
And I sip on my cup, I get up out my feelings
Or maybe I just don't wanna feel it
And no wonder they hate me, I'm one of the realest
Tryna win but they stay tryna kill us
Push me away but I love you the hardest
You my brother, I got you regardless
I don't care bout what them niggas doin'
Like, in the end, know we going the farthest
4100, the only thing movin'
If he snoozing, know AK gon' 'oot him
Pop out the cut with a beam on the Ruger
Rell be ready to 'oot at his 'ooter
To the top, took a different manoeuvre
I feel like in this life I don't know what the fuck am I doing
And I try not to think about the future, I keep fucking my mood up
Fuck, I'm boutta lose it
Don't sip Henny, the muddy is smoother
Like, drinking the problems away
Fuck everybody and fuck all the rumours
Sippin' quickly forgot it was mud
I don't cry so I cope up with drugs
Like, I don't know when my time gonna come
I'm at the bottom, back where I begun
Feeling weak but I gotta be strong
Like, only feel love when I'm gone
Gon' pour me up, fuck all the pain
Like, with my tan I might 'oot like Deron
Yo Tata, this for you my heart
We love you bro
Shit gon' be good, you heard
You not the only one, you heard
Shit never gon' stop
4100 forever
Yo-Yo Meen, play that shit
Sippin' quickly forgot it was mud
I don't cry so I cope up with drugs
Like, I don't know when my time gonna come
I'm at the bottom, back where I begun
Feeling weak but I gotta be strong
Like, only feel love when I'm gone
Gon' pour me up, fuck all the pain
Like, with my tan I might 'oot like Deron
Tata my brother, I love him for life
I don't care if he right or he wrong
I pop a pill, put the pain in my song
Sippin' wock 'cause I just want the pain to be gone
(Grah)
Roll a spliff when she getting me tight
Shit reducing my feelings, I don't wanna fight
In the booth with my 7 11
Pour trish, mix it with sprite
I'm by myself in the night
Like pop a 30 to give me some life
Please don't question the shit that I do
Nobody there for the battles I fight
I be zooted when I'm in the stu'
Fuck all this talking, don't know if it's true
Like, don't get me upset, I'm impulsive
I might pour up a cup and go spin in a coupe
Bro throw 5, times by 2
Jah off a 10 and he throw like Luke
Like, I be bugging don't know what to do
And I sip on my cup, I get up out my feelings
Or maybe I just don't wanna feel it
And no wonder they hate me, I'm one of the realest
Tryna win but they stay tryna kill us
Push me away but I love you the hardest
You my brother, I got you regardless
I don't care bout what them niggas doin'
Like, in the end, know we going the farthest
4100, the only thing movin'
If he snoozing, know AK gon' 'oot him
Pop out the cut with a beam on the Ruger
Rell be ready to 'oot at his 'ooter
To the top, took a different manoeuvre
I feel like in this life I don't know what the fuck am I doing
And I try not to think about the future, I keep fucking my mood up
Fuck, I'm boutta lose it
Don't sip Henny, the muddy is smoother
Like, drinking the problems away
Fuck everybody and fuck all the rumours
Sippin' quickly forgot it was mud
I don't cry so I cope up with drugs
Like, I don't know when my time gonna come
I'm at the bottom, back where I begun
Feeling weak but I gotta be strong
Like, only feel love when I'm gone
Gon' pour me up, fuck all the pain
Like, with my tan I might 'oot like Deron
Yo Tata, this for you my heart
We love you bro
Shit gon' be good, you heard
You not the only one, you heard
Shit never gon' stop
4100 forever
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