Lyrics to Letter To Fam
Can you save me, mama? Save me, Nana
Miss the days of being a little boy in my pajama
Me and Boogers roaming in Eastside, causin' problems
While my daddy died from cancer
Ten years later, still be lookin' for answers
At war where I'm from, I'm no spill blood
Talks with my bro, strap it where I go
If you really know, screw it, we strap for the bus
Tellin' my bros we ain't safe, know where we go
I'ma talk, I'm gon' go to the club
And I ain't scared, I'm just usin' my head
First nigga lookin' wrong in this bitch, I'ma bug
Still abusin' these drugs
Codeine is at my cup
I was [?] hope I don't wake up
Tired of pain, I had enough
Nobody just don't give a fuck
If I die right now, they would
About time I put back if I could
Pray for forgiveness for shit that I've done
I gotta stay with my gun
Remember them days, runnin' 'round the neighborhood
Playin' cops and robbin' for fun
Gypsies just watchin' the clock
While you're doing this time, I wish my bro had a bond
I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders
Carry it with me, but it's really a ton
Still gotta get shit done
The game depending on me, plus my own
I'm on a crash, I can't, I ain't done
Thought I'd lose, but I already won
On the search for the opps, we on
Drop a bag on the opp, drop four
Bounce out on a female, don't run
Chop go off, Drake sound like a bomb
Tell the pain I'm numb
Save 62 bullets, big as hell
But .308, same size as a thong
These opp niggas tryna rap and dress like me
But can't, them niggas bums
Niggas be trickin' old hoes in them fake-ass clothes
But won't take care of they son
Nowadays, these niggas be sad
Niggas be worried 'bout clout
Steady running [?] 'cause niggas wanna loan cash
Talked to my mom when I paid her a visit
She tell me I act in favor of my dad
Sometimes I just walk out the house
With tears in my eyes 'cause I really been needing him bad
How the fuck you gon' leave? You was all that I had
Talked to him on a Wednesday, he was supposed to come home
My car on the state pass
I still remember the day, it was November 8th
I was waiting on him to just walk past
Ain't wanna believe that shit, so I seen my arms pull up
And it made me flash
That's the main reason I'm stuck in the past
I can't believe my brother had a new tune
His name's Tim Ty, shared me back
But he know I love him, doubt he was tryin' to help
And now I can't understand
But sometimes be wishin' he told me
'Cause maybe I wouldn't have took the loss so bad
Streets ain't safe, I had made we get blooded
Nana be so mad, she heard all his friends but the devil went spent on Sunday
Really be down all the time, most times just smile whenever a nigga see gunplay
Yeah, help a nigga keep goin'
One might be callin' tonight
Just to tell me she missin' and love me
What you doin'? Me miss you
Me miss you, I love you
Me love you too, my man
Miss the days of being a little boy in my pajama
Me and Boogers roaming in Eastside, causin' problems
While my daddy died from cancer
Ten years later, still be lookin' for answers
At war where I'm from, I'm no spill blood
Talks with my bro, strap it where I go
If you really know, screw it, we strap for the bus
Tellin' my bros we ain't safe, know where we go
I'ma talk, I'm gon' go to the club
And I ain't scared, I'm just usin' my head
First nigga lookin' wrong in this bitch, I'ma bug
Still abusin' these drugs
Codeine is at my cup
I was [?] hope I don't wake up
Tired of pain, I had enough
Nobody just don't give a fuck
If I die right now, they would
About time I put back if I could
Pray for forgiveness for shit that I've done
I gotta stay with my gun
Remember them days, runnin' 'round the neighborhood
Playin' cops and robbin' for fun
Gypsies just watchin' the clock
While you're doing this time, I wish my bro had a bond
I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders
Carry it with me, but it's really a ton
Still gotta get shit done
The game depending on me, plus my own
I'm on a crash, I can't, I ain't done
Thought I'd lose, but I already won
On the search for the opps, we on
Drop a bag on the opp, drop four
Bounce out on a female, don't run
Chop go off, Drake sound like a bomb
Tell the pain I'm numb
Save 62 bullets, big as hell
But .308, same size as a thong
These opp niggas tryna rap and dress like me
But can't, them niggas bums
Niggas be trickin' old hoes in them fake-ass clothes
But won't take care of they son
Nowadays, these niggas be sad
Niggas be worried 'bout clout
Steady running [?] 'cause niggas wanna loan cash
Talked to my mom when I paid her a visit
She tell me I act in favor of my dad
Sometimes I just walk out the house
With tears in my eyes 'cause I really been needing him bad
How the fuck you gon' leave? You was all that I had
Talked to him on a Wednesday, he was supposed to come home
My car on the state pass
I still remember the day, it was November 8th
I was waiting on him to just walk past
Ain't wanna believe that shit, so I seen my arms pull up
And it made me flash
That's the main reason I'm stuck in the past
I can't believe my brother had a new tune
His name's Tim Ty, shared me back
But he know I love him, doubt he was tryin' to help
And now I can't understand
But sometimes be wishin' he told me
'Cause maybe I wouldn't have took the loss so bad
Streets ain't safe, I had made we get blooded
Nana be so mad, she heard all his friends but the devil went spent on Sunday
Really be down all the time, most times just smile whenever a nigga see gunplay
Yeah, help a nigga keep goin'
One might be callin' tonight
Just to tell me she missin' and love me
What you doin'? Me miss you
Me miss you, I love you
Me love you too, my man
