Letter 2 The Government ft. Tyriq Omar & Wolf Lyrics

I'ma let that bitch ride out at the beginning, you feel me

Yeah

Fuck all the opps and then fuck the police

Killing my niggas that be in the streets

Momma be crying, babies be dying, families heartbroken and in disbelief

Crooked cops they be all up in the D

Niggas snitching, get the fuck from round me

This world is crazy and racists be hating

So you already know what the fuck that that means

My niggas just trying to get them some green

Working two jobs selling dope on the street

If they be lacking off one missed reaction

They could get off'ed ain't no arrest in the peace

Every bitch wanted to be around me

When I blew up and then moved out the streets

Never was capping

But niggas was rapping

I had to add on from making them beats

I ain't never been one for flashing mane

Always had the passion mane

Chose not to wrap the pain

Flip it shift Regift the same

Thinking bout some action mane

Actors don't even cap the same

Need Spike Lee to sign me

I pen movies

Motion pictures

Flip words

Grip curves

Resist urge

To Big splurge

Did dirt

It did hurt

I lift up mine eyes

To the real

Open my ears

Listen here

It's gone be a long year

Ugh

They tryna

Yeah

They tryna

They tryna say what I is and what I ain't

Tried to take me up outta that paint

Ain't know that I'm Shaq'in

34 pack in that diesel

Ask ya bitch bout me

Now that I changed boy

Don't think shit sweet

Taking them picks

Like a nigga Ramsey

Put the team on my back

Call a nigga Greg Jennings

Put da team on my back

We headed to the crib

Call a nigga ahh