Letter To Me Lyrics

(It's a Kai beat)

(Trizzy)

Letter to the future

Aye

Willin' to die for this, so God just take the reins

And watch your six, if you know too many things

Keep that shit tucked, if you pullin' up in a Range

And don't you think that you untouchable, that shit can be arranged

At the top, you can't get new friends, that's a no, no

And at the top don't you get caught up ridin' solo

Don't you forget your day ones when this shit get loco

This shit a letter to the future me, no promo

Gotta stay focused on the money, I can't stress no bitches

Gotta stay single for awhile, get the fuck out my mentions

Me and the homie headin' to the stu, avoidin' trenches

Life of paranoia stressful, it ain't recommended

If you seen war, then you don't seek it

Don't bring that fake shit 'round me, from a mile, I can peep it

You ego trippin', watch out 'fore I slap you, you conceited

I keep them goofies away from me, from my life they deleted

Yeah, yeah

I can't get snaked, cause I cut the grass way too fuckin' often

How you got people around you rather see you in a coffin

You better pay attention, even when you diamond coppin'

And if they run up on us, guess we gotta do some moppin'

I hit this bad bitch she said she could be my stress reliever

Know I'ma dog and she want me to be the gold retriever

I can't wife no bitch right now, but I wanna believe her

Just chasin' paper, baby, sorry, I can't be no pleaser

It's time to focus on myself and not nobody else

Cause when it's time to get to work, you only got yourself

Make sure I stay prayed up, cause God can give or take the wealth

And when the devil talkin', he can only hear himself

And if my bruddas need me, they know I'll answer the call

We get this money together, so we gon' fuckin' ball

And feed the fam, cause you know they could damn near have it all

I put my all into this shit, that's why I keep on sayin'

Willin' to die for this, so God just take the reins

And watch your six, if you know too many things

Keep that shit tucked, if you pullin' up in a Range

And don't you think that you untouchable, that shit can be arranged

At the top, you can't get new friends, that's a no, no

And at the top don't you get caught up ridin' solo

Don't you forget your day ones when this shit get loco

This shit a letter to the future me, no promo