Correction Lyrics Letter To DQ by EST Gee

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Lyrics

(intro)
If you done lost one of yo' loved one's you gone feel this
Real n***a sh*t
Sometimes i just be wanting to talk to my n***a
So right now imma' talk to my n***a
'
(verse 1)
Sense you left i confess i ain't hold it down
I ain't graduate or get close to my cap and gown
I played hard as i could in the end, you know what i found
The games already rigged, can't get in if you ain't allowed
Right now i make excuses for everything that i vowed
Like never smoking loud or just looking after yo' child
I thought that it was money, but time would've made her smile
Now whenever i see pics of her face it just breaks me down
I know you wondering how i got into selling these pounds
I went away for college, my scholarship made you proud
I switched to that judo in Cali' cause we switched coaches
Shortly after moving out there, i knew that i lost my focus
Just make a lil' money for groceries, maybe some clothing
Never knew that my life would change sense the day that the plug approached me
I need to talk to you mostly cause right now i'm feeling hopeless
I know i let you down but please help me survive the motions

(bridge)
Yea
Rest in peace to my big brotha' n***a
Da'Quan Lamont James n***a
Ya know what i'm saying sense paper-creak n***a
n***a showed me everything n***a
6 figure n***a when he was 17 n***a
Rest in peace my n***a

(verse 2)
The gang just ain't the same, nowadays we barely speak
I talk to TQ briefly, probably once or twice a week
I ain't even heard from Jordan sense like 2013
Louis moved down to Texas, you'd be smiling if you seen
Newburgh ain't even Newburgh no more, it's something different
Nobody feeling friendly, most n***as just keep they distance
Brianna don't even kick it, not even beach and lil Richard
I almost forgot to listen, Tyler play for Lessie Wilkins
I pray that he don't ever get discouraged and stick with it
I really admire his courage, sense you died he ain't been timid
I wrote this in a cell, i'm in jail forgot to mention
I already made my bail but i guess the judges is still trippin'
Out of town i had it all, but i lost it all in the city
Don't know if somebody set me up snitching but whats the difference
Either way i'm going be fighting for freedom seeking repentance
I know if you was here you would tell me "n***a you trippin' "
Da'Quan if you can hear i pray that you forgive me

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