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letra de letter to my song - j littles

i’m from a place where they put us at the bottom to rot husselin rocks is really just a government plot, to get us to flop by thinkin we gon get to the top, them tan b-tter grams flutter and clutter the block, where ur best friend ah’ll hit u wit the b-tt of the glock, then run in ur spot, hating cuz u jumped
in a drop, them same cats that ur toastin drinks wit till u earl, be the same n-ggas tryna put they d-ck in ur girl, twistin her curls, truthfully i’m sick of this world, all my n-ggas get drunk and blow piff till they earl, if the sh-t don’t change then the sh-t don’t change, and the rain gets thicker on ur window paine, then the stress on your chest starts to pick your brain and make a n-gga start thinkin i should slit my veins but homie chill, i can’t let you get that lame

experience ah’ll be your best teacher, practice what u preach without tryna be da preacher, it’s good to dream big but some dreams neva reach us, like the kid who blew his knee and neva made it off the bleachers, so have a plan b-c&d, i did dirt but i neva did b&e’s, if u live by the gun wit ur crew there’s a good chance your probably gonna die by it too, thats what the o.g’s advised me, lifes like a chess game make ur moves wisely cuz jails hotter than h-ll and colder than ice and the clock ticks as u waste a part of ur life
i’m tryna do my best to save alot of your time but if u do gotta grind and get popped for the crime, remember one thing outta sight outta mind

i could of chose a better path instead of wasting my years, guzzling beer on corners where we hussle for gear
i should of listened when my mom put a bug in my ear, but i folded to the pressure tryna pleasure my peers
and the truth is as a young man i was foolish, to drop outta school and break bread wit a judist, i know it’s sounds cliche but knowledge is key
and now-a-days you ain’t sh-t without a college degree, so unite motivation wit a bright education, to build a foundation for the right occupation!! if i could go back with the blink of a flash, i would of been the geeky kid in the front of the cl-ss, but the top of the world is our kind of fate, no matter how high the stakes or the time it takes i wrote this so you wouldn’t make my mistakes

i would of made less wrongs if my mind was right but mom dukes worked days and had school all night
raised in the street i had to school myself, i earned my jewels on the shelf, but u my wealth, so u can’t do what i won’t do myself, i won’t let u, as u grow old i won’t sweat u, nah, but i’m a be there to protect u, see this world’s full of animals big said it best so i wrote u this manuel, incase ur like me on some lively sh-t, u won’t move around on some unwisely sh-t, and if i can’t be there when the times are foul this is the message that i’m leaving to my unborn child….

- j littles

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