Letters

Issues I gotta deal wit Now is perfect time to settle the score Friends and family I use to chill wit Really I just feel like I never met em before Cause them tables been turned Them bridges been burned And I been crossed a couple times but you live and you learn I conversated wit Anya she just isn't concerned So f*ck it I tried man I got too much fuckin pride I kept it a hunnit wit you, over a hunnit times F*ck is you thinkin these other bitches claiming I'm God I made it rain on em I done turned water to wine I even made a name for myself, and some other guys I done made the living dead I could bring the dead alive I could put joy in yo heart, or tears in ya eyes But see you not playing ya part that's tearin us apart I'm staring at these letters before I tear em apart Mmm, beginning of an ending now where do we start I'ma let that line sink in and give you a minute Cuz meanwhile I been dealing wit my own demons And I been gettin tempted to f*ck wit these other bitches But f*ck that, I'm tryna give these cuffs back I pray this commutation says granted when it comes back Couple of my homies touched Hope they never come back But ever since they left I been wondering Where the love at Where them pictures you promised and money stubs at You know that line I sent it but the prison sent yo stuff back Yeah, I heard it all I done heard it all dog, and ain't no love lost But when I touch I'm curvin all y'all Momma, I see this world done got a hold on ya You gettin older and that job taking a toll on ya I'm lookin at you different when you walk up in these visits Ya eyes been lookin a little bit redder and you limping And what's this shit about me trippin What is this about You said each day is one day closer to me gettin out But f*ck that I need it now Ya blood pressure been high and ya leg been giving out Man I can't just sit around Me and my pop be falling out too on some petty shit First he say he got me and then he don't It gets repetitive I got so fed up wit it I was like f*ck it lets dead it then My heart got cold I locked him out Instead I should've let him in, damn And I had lost my grandparents to this thing cancer That's like two different questions both gettin the same answer If everyone is different and everybody's unique Then why is every story the same once it ends in defeat I see my nephew like once a year and its killin me I'm missing his best moments and epic memories The first words, the first steps, you know, the little stuff I told Bri he a boy, he gon be a little rough She say "that nigga bad" And I ain't talkin Mike Jackson Sometimes I'm stressin when I call and I don't feel laughing If you ain't want the answer to that question why you ask it If I have a shitty day, I'ma say it not try to mask it I ain't gon try to hide it I ain't gon lie to you And you can try to lie to me but I'll see right through you Was street dreamin, look at how this street life do you Niggas catch cases and they send detectives right to you Whatever happened to that code I thought we took an oath And I ain't saying f*ck the streets I'm just showing you growth Top of the totem pole and most of these dudes ain't close And niggas don't be doin shit But damn they be doin the most I got some more shit to vent But I ain't gon do it here I just wanted you to witness my past several years No need to have a heavy heart or even shed a tear Signed, sealed, and sent For everybody to adhere, yeah These is my letters from level 5