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Letter To The World
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Lucas Coly
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Yeah I try to keep that shit cool but It's alot of pain on my muthaf*ckin heart But it's like You know I'll just talk my shit f*ck it Ah Boy, I'm really going hard in this bitch Lord knows, Lord knows I put my heart in this shit It's like anatomy I'm feeling like a star in this bitch And if you try me p*ssy I will pull yo card in this bitch I done went through so much but I still got 'em See I'm a real nigga so I got some real problems Young nigga with a vision You could never stop 'em I know I'm getting to the top but it feel like the bottom Cause I be going through it nigga I ain't never happy People say they got me Funny how they never had me I want Rick Owens, Bape I ain't talking Macy's I want the green, no veggies I ain't talking Casey, yeah Me and these people ain't the same That's it I wanna paint a perfect picture Just to hang that bitch Crazy how a lot of shit'll going change that quick I know this lady called life Man I hate that bitch f*ck it I think alot but I stay quiet I ain't never telling They love to tell me f*ck the past but my heart dwelling I want that fast money Yeah, I should start selling But they'll kick me out the country if I turn a felon This is real shit, I'm down but I gotta face it I ain't tryin' rush greatness, I'm gone have to pace it Brain busy, I can never keep my thoughts vacant This shit foul like either technical or flagrant And I be too nice Gotta stop that People call me when they need me Gotta watch that I put the time in and never get a clock back I give 'em diamonds, all I do is get a rock back I got ideas but I kind of gotta plan more I want a family bro f*ck being a man whore CAuse being loyal is everything I stand for If we ain't brothers, why the f*ck you shake my hand for? They say I'm close to money, like a triple A So I pray every morning, I don't ever skip a date My life a movie To be honest, I'm a clip away Want the water on my diamonds I'm a drip away And these niggas, I don't get it Doing shit for fame Y'all done tried me with this shit but I ain't dropping names I don't see no talent Some of y'all don't look right I guess everybody back up on that Suge Knight Ain't that hoe shit? I don't know, shit Who do I trust? Everybody on that "bro" shit My head gone, now it got me on some slow shit Every time I get better, it be more shit I'm staying simple, I ain't never ever bugging If I'm doing good, cool I ain't ever stunting I keep it real f*ck it Y'all know how I'm coming so if I die Tell the government, I seen it coming
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