Letter to Grammy Lyrics

Drop top on Rodeo Drive

Drop top on Rodeo Drive

Going fast, do the dash

I got a pocket full of cash

Living fast, never crash

You can't tell me a nigga like me ain't lit

I just went and put some ice on my wrist

Cut the lights in this bitch

Diamonds shinin' in the dark

Nigga, I ain't even lyin', I'm a star

What kind of timing you on

Grammy, I ain't met a nigga fly as you, holmes

Kick the bitch up out the crib, you gotta find a new home

Ain't no monkey in the middle, dawg, what side is you on

And I was lookin' in the mirror like I'm proud of you, holmes

It's just me and you

And it's crazy, cause I see a little bit of me in you

You gotta go through with your moves, you gotta see it through

And I'm the man in the mirror over there peekin' through

We can't run from where we come from

And I love you for the fact that you just bein' you

You that same young nigga that was skippin' school

You that same young nigga, you still gifted too

I'm so gifted

Drop top on Rodeo Drive

Going fast, do the dash

I got a pocket full of cash

Living fast, never crash

Drop top on Rodeo Drive

Drop top on Rodeo Drive

You can't tell me a nigga like me ain't lit

I just went and put some ice on my wrist

Cut the lights in this bitch

Diamonds shinin' in the dark

Nigga, I ain't even lyin', I'm a star

What kind of timing you on

Grammy, I ain't met a nigga fly as you, holmes

Kick the bitch up out the crib, you gotta find a new home

Ain't no monkey in the middle, dawg, what side is you on

And I was lookin' in the mirror like I'm proud of you, holmes