To Whom It May Concern Lyrics

Gotta tell the truth every now and then, yeah, this real shit, yeah

Bonjour Belair

You left my heart broken, another bridge is burned Another love is lost, another lesson learned

I've won and I've lost some, we've all got a turn I'm dedicating this song to whom it may concern

Promises are broken until that bridge is burned For every love that's lost, another lesson learned

You lose some to win one, that's how this world turns

Dedicating this song to whom it may concern

If I never got a chance to ever tell you

Fuck you, fuck you You did me wrong every time you hear this song

Know it's for you, it's for you

I put my trust in these niggas and just like Christ I got crossed

Fell in love with a lady, but even love got a cost I put food on your plate, but still you left me to starve

Icebox cover my heart, through this life I've been scarred

County jail, no commissary, extra trades from the guard

Celly let me three-way my mama so I can make a few calls

It's funny how niggas get drunk and they talk with they heart

Always got somewhere to go, but no gas for the car No matter how far, sometimes being real ain't real enough

Fuck three niggas behind my back, but then claim that you still in love The tables have turn, lie bitch and I'm up

He got you pregnant, bitch, and you stuck Bitch, you a bird, the nigga a duck You shit out of luck, but keep in touch

Get In your bag, get out your feelings, boy, you can't be serious They crybabies on they rag, these niggas on they period

If we ain't talking about that moolah, I ain't tryna hear it always hating on your homies, yeah, that shit be weird

Promises are broken until that bridge is burned For every love that's lost, another lesson learned

You lose some to win one, that's how this world turns Dedicating this song to whom it may concern

If I never got a chance to ever tell you Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you

You did me wrong every time you hear this song

Know, it's for you, it's for you, it's for you, yeah

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you

Niggas talking down on my name I understand why, they know I'm the man I

Might come and change the whole game

In high demand now, your bitch, she a fan

I know, why these niggas hate on me These niggas can't be me, no, no, no

I've been being treated so dirty Praying to the Lord, Father, have mercy

I need a million in the bank, I know I'm worth it

Cut off the dead weight my life to find my purpose

Lord, to whom it may concern