Letter to the streets ft. Heeme Hussain Lyrics

Letter to the streets letter to my dawgs

Letter to the niggas I got locked behind them walls

Letter to the niggas that we lost without a cause

All we wanted was to ball swear I do this shit for y'all

In my younger days I been thru so much pain that I could cry

Just to have my brother back I'll give up everything I got

Got some Gangstas in heaven won't shoot my tool in the sky

Graduated from the streets we went to school on the block

We seen some hard times yea it was way too gutta

Salute them hard times cus that's what made us brothers

And thru them hard times that shit that made us hustlas

But before I picked that pack up I was a jacking motherfucker

Before you jump up off that porch you gotta jump off that curb

Don't tell me you went to jail lil nigga tell me what you learned

Gave the streets my whole heart you know what I got in return

I lost my dawgs I lost my mind boy that shit had me lost for words

Feel like I can't breathe

That ain't my nigga layin in that street dawg it can't be

Na it can't be

Sometimes I sit and ask the lord why he ain't take me

But I can't think like that cus I got three babies I love to death

For them to live 100 years I won't take another breath

I'll lose it all and start all over to have my brother here

Been through to much I'm to fucked up ill get you slumped for real

It's been a long year I had to roll one up and send a

Letter to the streets letter to my dawgs

Letter to the niggas I got locked behind them walls

Letter to the niggas that we lost without a cause

All we wanted was to ball swear I do this shit for y'all

In my younger days I been thru so much pain that I could cry

Just to have my brother back I'll give up everything I got

Got some Gangstas in heaven won't shoot my tool in the sky

Graduated from the streets we went to school on the block

Letter to the concrete

Life just like an instrumental gotta stay up on beat to keep the tool in arms reach

Don't trust a soul hope the ones I call my bros don't try to harm me

These streets hotter than palm beach them guns sing like r&b

Ratchets and blood fashion and drugs it's the cash we love

Mud baby we was bathed in the nastiest tubs

Road to riches on the path with my thugs

A nigga play while we performing he get clapped in the club

We shed blood sweat and tears for this shit

I got some patnas dead some doing years for this shit

Heart numb from all this pain man I can't feel for no bitch

Can't take no chance on showing love cus you'll get killed for that shit

Middle fingers up fuck em' all

Young nigga out there with them packs up in his under draws

Young nigga ain't tryna hurt nobody he just wanna ball

When you get up niggas start to change and you can see who flaw

Just watch out for the laws and jealous niggas who wanna see you fall

Letter to the streets letter to my dawgs

Letter to my niggas who got locked behind them walls

Letter to them niggas that we lost without a cause

All we wanted was to ball swear I do this shit for y'all

In my younger days I been thru so much pain that I could cry

Just to have my brother back I'll give up everything I got

Got some Gangstas in heaven won't shoot my tool in the sky

Graduated from the streets we went to school on that block