letter frm ATL

Uh, baby, let's get it, let's go

If I feel a way about some shit, I'll let you know

I can't risk a wife over none of these hoes

Hope you spend your life holding signs at my shows

Telling me how much you love me and reassuring

Shows you can't pull up, I'm gonna text you what you doing

I'm not insecure, won't never ask you if you fooling me

I'ma hold you down and just believe you stand true to me

When the time come, hold it down at the eulogy

Know that I'm at peace and I was loved by you fluently

Take you out to dinner when you finish what you do to me