Letter To Cujo
(Cullen)
Ayy, go
Real Murda Worth (Ayy) shit, ayy
Just pick up yo' head lil' gangsta, ayy (Lil' gangsta, ayy)
Bitch, ayy
Just pick up yo' head lil' gangsta (Ayy, go, ayy)
Just pick up yo' head lil' gangsta (Bitch, ayy)
I know them cells get hot, them wall be cold, you filled with anger (Anger)
While you out, stack that money like Janga (Janga)
You a killer, a soldier, a ranger (A ranger)
You make sure that we never in danger
Get heavy rich, you make sure to arrange 'em ('Range 'em)
Who what, where, when, why? (Why? Bi–)
At the top but we ain't have to climb (Ayy)
When them times get hard just fight
And my brother still ain't drop a dime (Bi–)
Say they fuckin' with us but they lyin'
Lil' 30 they lyin', I promise they lyin'
If they tweak with us 30, they die and they die
And I promise they lil' ass cryin'
Bitch, ayy, uh, ah
And I promise they lil' ass– (Cryin', ayy, cryin', ayy)
And I promise they lil' ass staying up all night, I'm cryin'
If you got nobody, know that I'ma ride fo' sure
I 'member them days we was kickin' door and runnin' in homes
(Runnin' in homes) Bitch, ayy
'Member them days we would be off the Xan's, we would drink by the road
We locked in forever, "Forever" always means forever
And never say things ain't never gettin' better (Bitch)
No I can ever cuff a heifer (Never)
I'ma just keep on moving forward (Forward)
I miss my brother, can't wait 'til it's better
But I'm just keep on goin' for him (For him, for him, ayy)
Ayy, ayy
Just pick up yo' head lil' gangsta (Bitch, ayy)
I know them cells get hot, them wall be cold, you filled with anger (Anger)
While you out, stack that money like Janga (Janga)
You a killer, a soldier, a ranger (A ranger)
You make sure that we never in danger
Get heavy rich, you make sure to arrange 'em ('Range 'em)
Who what, where, when, why? (Why? Bi–)
At the top but we ain't have to climb (Ayy)
When them times get hard just fight (Fight)
And my brother still ain't drop a dime (Bi–)
Say they fuckin' with us but they lyin'
Lil' 30 they lyin', I promise they lyin'
If they tweak with us 30, they die and they die
And I promise they lil' ass cryin'
Bitch, ayy, uh-uh
Lil' ass cryin', ayy, cryin', ayy
And I promise they lil' ass– (Cryin')
I'm cryin', but why?
They runnin' in homes, bitch, ayy (Runnin' in homes)
Out the Rolls we will drink by the road (Rolls, bitch, ayy)
Ayy, go
Real Murda Worth (Ayy) shit, ayy
Just pick up yo' head lil' gangsta, ayy (Lil' gangsta, ayy)
Bitch, ayy
Just pick up yo' head lil' gangsta (Ayy, go, ayy)
Just pick up yo' head lil' gangsta (Bitch, ayy)
I know them cells get hot, them wall be cold, you filled with anger (Anger)
While you out, stack that money like Janga (Janga)
You a killer, a soldier, a ranger (A ranger)
You make sure that we never in danger
Get heavy rich, you make sure to arrange 'em ('Range 'em)
Who what, where, when, why? (Why? Bi–)
At the top but we ain't have to climb (Ayy)
When them times get hard just fight
And my brother still ain't drop a dime (Bi–)
Say they fuckin' with us but they lyin'
Lil' 30 they lyin', I promise they lyin'
If they tweak with us 30, they die and they die
And I promise they lil' ass cryin'
Bitch, ayy, uh, ah
And I promise they lil' ass– (Cryin', ayy, cryin', ayy)
And I promise they lil' ass staying up all night, I'm cryin'
If you got nobody, know that I'ma ride fo' sure
I 'member them days we was kickin' door and runnin' in homes
(Runnin' in homes) Bitch, ayy
'Member them days we would be off the Xan's, we would drink by the road
We locked in forever, "Forever" always means forever
And never say things ain't never gettin' better (Bitch)
No I can ever cuff a heifer (Never)
I'ma just keep on moving forward (Forward)
I miss my brother, can't wait 'til it's better
But I'm just keep on goin' for him (For him, for him, ayy)
Ayy, ayy
Just pick up yo' head lil' gangsta (Bitch, ayy)
I know them cells get hot, them wall be cold, you filled with anger (Anger)
While you out, stack that money like Janga (Janga)
You a killer, a soldier, a ranger (A ranger)
You make sure that we never in danger
Get heavy rich, you make sure to arrange 'em ('Range 'em)
Who what, where, when, why? (Why? Bi–)
At the top but we ain't have to climb (Ayy)
When them times get hard just fight (Fight)
And my brother still ain't drop a dime (Bi–)
Say they fuckin' with us but they lyin'
Lil' 30 they lyin', I promise they lyin'
If they tweak with us 30, they die and they die
And I promise they lil' ass cryin'
Bitch, ayy, uh-uh
Lil' ass cryin', ayy, cryin', ayy
And I promise they lil' ass– (Cryin')
I'm cryin', but why?
They runnin' in homes, bitch, ayy (Runnin' in homes)
Out the Rolls we will drink by the road (Rolls, bitch, ayy)
Credits
Writer(s): Cullen Archer Bullard, Jace Salter
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