Letters

Dark nights, cold summers

Every year, getting number

I'm tryn' forget but this shit just be too real

Speedin' down the intersection off 2 pills

Ay, I been itching like all day

Another cup, losing feeling up off this drank

Through it all, can't listen to what they say

The feeling gone, I wish it was still the same

Told bro, pick up the pace

We out, get to this cake

Touchdown, brick on the way

5k, just hit the bank