Letter To The Fans Lyrics

I think these niggas forgot I'm the one who popped the Glock

Mr hit these niggas block They know the rain'll never stop

This new age gangsta shit these niggas doing Confusing me the fuck

Why they not ashamed to work with cops They on some other shit, I'm not

I be trying to stain some shit Jump in the car with my brother and blow up

the block You in danger, shit we all is

Me and my army rockin' Free Lil Paki, they hit the lights

He ain't stop , This shit get active A nigga can't Name a time I wasnt bout it

When I was nine, I bought a rocket

I went to Pakistan and got it. Every day I think about Leeke

Sometimes I cry and I just can't stop For every tear I drop, the bag just went up Every time I drop em, the craziest part about It

I'm finna do this hit and pay my gotdamn self. Everybody know how the fuck I rock

Y'all act like y'all forget

Everybody know I pop that Glock until that

bitch say... Whole time I'm never knowing till these niggas Disappear the magicians

Y'all kept asking For the old twin, Okay, let's get it

As soon as we dot the block, dot hop, out the car

I'm not jumping outside this bitch, I'm out my window, popping shots

Look how fast he turned into Forrest Gump, gotta be Jarvo.

I'm poppin the blicky this shit getting wicked I ain't come with Nardo

I ain't even gotta get in the car no more. Wells, that's how far I go

Buy you a first class ticket to hell, say farewell, adios

I see dead people They still alive right now though

These niggas ain't no fucking killers, gang I ain't lying, said she like my shovel, let me dig

I'm about to break this bitch down, throw her on the ground like she some mid (demon slayer)

She say, damn, the way you walk with that stick, it look like drum line

I don't know if she smart, but I know this bitch is dumb fine

I hope you got your 30, I'm finna cum round there

Tornado warning , it's storming, but the sun out I heard y'all don't fuck with me

Think I really give a fuck, sometimes I don't fuck with me

Bipolar paranoid, I'm scared I broke the clock, too much goddamn dope

Running from the cops in the goddamn road

Scared to bring this thot to my goddamn lo

But most of all, I'm scared to talk to the cops on the goddamn podium

Scared I broke the clock, too much goddamn dope

My brother broke the pot with the goddamn fork

Come on, plot, twist the first main character, they smoke fuck

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