LETTER TO HOYA Lyrics

Stuck in trap

Late night bippin tryna get me sack

But that's not where it's at

These envious rats

Back dooring shit till they get em a rack

But I'm doubling back wit a p and a mac

I'm tryna leave niggas flat

Still fighting these demons but drugs been getting me back

So I sit and relax

Late night thuggin it's just me and these tracks

Figuring out ways just to get on the map

Make sure my team fed cause if I don't then it's back to struggle and flipping these packs

Told bro stay in the field and keep gettin them sacks

Southeast made I done seen niggas die for a rap

And I'm just speaking facts hold on

And I'm just speaking facts no cap

Niggas be entitled and act like I owe em

He don't got the guidance my nigga just show em

He lost his man so I know that he torn

Hating ass niggas they move like a swarm

Too deep in the streets so he losing his focus

He wanted to leave so I gave him a token

He ain't the men but brodie was chosen

But this what I told em

I told him be patient

He got a chance with the rap shit I told him I know he make it

He still couldn't shake it

Traumatized by all of the shit he was faking

I know that he hate it

He had the ball in his hands so I told him to take it

And watch for these niggas they flakey

Never said it was easy

He got a glock 23 for a nigga that's hoping he sweet

Steady sweeping streets

Brodie on get back

He lost his cousin just the other week

I told him keep piece

I know how dangerous it get so I hope one day that he find peace

The trenches is a beast

If you can't thug on the north then make sure slide back to east

I hope that you prosper

This shit right here for the drank lords that I know could've been doctors

I hope that you watch her

Bitches be picking and choosing and make sure you gone for a dollar

I hope that you safe

I know how slimey and viscous it get when back round the way

I hope you keep drac

Probably some niggas that can't wait to get you out the way