Letter 2 Myself Lyrics

Nigga this T

Wagwan

I'm writing you from the future

Cos i know deep down you needing some guidance right now

I know the future seem bleak right now

I know your chances look thin right now

I know it feels like life's not on route

But listen up nigga cos I figured out

You gotta stay down just do you for a minute and hope this shit gets better

Stone cold nights made my heart go cold cos my bro was broke couldn't help him tho

I remember the night I cried cos Pablo messaged me asking for help

I remember when metho had told me drop the songs without no mixing

Just gotta get Canberra to listen

Then they'll see you really spitting

For your city

Guilty conscience made you tell your cousins you were busy

When you were just ashamed you couldn't give them what they needed

But really you was on your grind to make it different since fifteen

Young nigga you done came far but you not there yet it's time to switch on

Nigga it's time to put faith in your rhymes

Stop criticising yourself all the time

Let me remind you the reason you grind

Let me help you to envision the prize

This how you gon live if you stay on your grind

You got an SS commie outside

Loud exhaust sound like the fourth of July

You made it up for the nights that she cried

U ran up a mil 'fore turning twenty five

U got ur cousins all out of the gutter

One-oh-four point seven doing interviews they wanna hear bout a young nigga come-up

There was some nights it got hard I know

Some nights you ain't wanna grind i know

Some nights where the doubts would win on the low

Some nights where the haters dealt heavy blows

But you gotta keep moving take that L on the chin that's jus how it goes

It'll be worth it the day that u blow

Whipping a ghost in the streets of Gold Coast

Bb belt round your waist too froze

Patek Phillip on your wrist two tone

No one arnd you can claim that they broke

Went bank to zim and picked up your bros

Sonny please listen to what I'm gon say

There's a dark cloud hanging on your head

And every time you prayed for helped

This watchu got instead

You waited in the dark for an answer that never came

You waited in the dark for the lord to turn his back on you

Many times

You done seen

What the world has got to offer

Made your mind up

About what your drive and goal is

Pride in hunger

Chase your goal and chase it harder

Than those niggas that say they harder

Plain and simple

Run it up

Rake it in

Stack it up

Then break bread

Witcho family

Then again

Stack it up

And again

And again till I'm dead

They said T don't let money change you nigga

Your money gon change the whole gang nigga

Been broke for way too long my nigga

Your bro still broke back home my Nigga

Put hopes inside your songs my Nigga

I know it feels it still ain't enough

But all of your efforts there all adding up

Mama gon cry when she see you manned up

You got an SS commie outside

Loud exhaust sound like the fourth of July

You made it up for the nights that she cried

U ran up a mil 'fore turning twenty-five

U got ur cousins all out of the gutter

One-oh-four point seven doing interviews they wanna hear bout a young nigga come-up

You gotta get it up for the nights dad wasn't there

My family In the third world suffering life isn't fair

Lil natswa don't forget the reason why we came here

Cos mama thought zim wasn't safe for us anymore

My cousin spent some nights without a roof on his head

There's a reason mama prayed every night cos she was scared