Trissavy - Letter To Myself

Like you was my own
I gave you my home
I guess I'm a fuck up i fucked up I'm so fucked up
You was always stuck up in your own world
Blocking me out while you listened to your home girls
At this point I think I was just a distraction from your last ex and your mistakes you made trusting his capping
I get it
But I had my own scars
Had my own welts
Had my own life to fight for I ain't have no help
But when I looked at you I thought I seen my damn self
A classic case of looking for yourself in someone else
I'm going to hold that L baby
Don't you worry about it
It's Tri double savy know you heard about me
Coming straight up out that 215 that's where they buss your noggin
You know my side it's Do or Die it's get knocked or get knocking
Bitch we was trapping out them streets hoe we ain't have no option
We get to go jumping out them windows police get to knocking
We stayed on missions cracking cards then we go get to swapping
1 mil away from freeing the guys then we're going to get to mobbing
Savy how you end up right here all alone
I ask myself like every night like what the fuck went wrong
So I just talk to god and hope it's for my purpose
Like this is why I'm chose
So I guess you can say this is a letter to myself and my soul
Cause girl you left me face down on the block when I gave you my home
And I ain't have to do that at all but I loved you like you was my own
You paint a pretty picture like you were god sent and it's all on my wrongs
So I guess I'm a fuck up i fucked up I'm so fucked up
I guess I'm a fuck up i fucked up I'm so fucked up
And I guess you can say this is a letter to myself and my soul
I ain't have to do that at all but I loved you like you were my own

Written by:
Najee Logan

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