Lil Kee - Letter 2 My Brother
(Turn Me Up Josh)(J Thrash On The Track)
Damn, Lamar, how you just leave yo' lil' brother? (Ayo, Bleu)
Mane started takin' them Xans, Meech tryna crash, I won't let 'em
We had got a youngin clipped, but, this shit still don't feel better
And I had cut off every nigga who had said they my killer (nah, for real)
Sometimes, I cry a lot of tears, this shit don't feel right
You know I ain't gon' never be the same until you killed, right?
My life both fucked twin and you keep tellin' me to live life
You know I think 'bout all our memories it gives me chills right
Barely see our kids and our big sister cryin' every night
Twelve took all my guns, they don't give a fuck they wanna see us die
What you know 'bout cryin' in front of you nigga? It hurt so bad, can't hold it in
And you feel like goin' up top just brought you closer to the end
This shit don't feel right
I don't know what you seen in me
But, I'm havin' nightmares, I can't go to sleep
Throw on my mask, walk out the door still tryna hold it in
Take care of your daughter, everybody argue, you just stand on ten
He took a pic' with his new blick and think he in the field
I ain't got to prove myself to no nigga to show that I'm real
Everybody want to pick up a gun, but, won't nobody kill
I let niggas get too comfortable, now, they just wanna chill
Niggas say what they gon' do for you
He told me if I shoot, he shoot
If you die on a mission, won't nobody come to your funeral
He tryna be hard, don't wanna listen, I can't get through to you
Give brodie the blicky, sit back and witness, I just throw the 'oop
I put stars inside the roof so it'll never rain
I put diamonds on my dogs so they'll never change
I took racks up out the safe and took it to the bank
You lied to me, say you never leave
I wish you never came
Damn, Lamar, how you just leave yo' lil' brother?
Mane started takin' them Xans, Meech tryna crash, I won't let 'em
We had got a youngin clipped, but, this shit still don't feel better
And I had cut off every nigga who had said they my killer (nah, for real)
Sometimes, I cry a lot of tears, this shit don't feel right
You know I ain't gon' never be the same until you killed, right?
My life both fucked twin and you keep tellin' me to live life
You know I think 'bout all our memories it gives me chills right
Barely see our kids and our big sister cryin' every night
Twelve took all my guns, they don't give a fuck they wanna see us die
What you know 'bout cryin' in front of you nigga? It hurt so bad, can't hold it in
And you feel like goin' up top just brought you closer to the end
This shit don't feel right
Told my dog that he can't come back 'round he think I want him dead
Before you came, I loaded up all my clips and put one in the head
I can't have no niggas with me playin' killer, but really scared
I'm talkin' 'bout dice game, cee-lo with big bro in the shed
Make her turn the lights off
'Fore she get down and give me head
I washed off with PineSol
Dirty pistol and bloody hands
I done been on missions, kept clickin'
And that bitch steady jammed
I done came through a couple times you saw the car and ran
I just do what I can, life wasn't too fair
You in the hood all by yourself with nothin' to do there
I did shit for you that you won't even ask to do for me
I been up for weeks, been chewin' Percs, but, I can barely sleep
I don't wanna love no more
Wish I never hug no ho
Can't stop takin' drugs no more
Just promise me that you'll never go
And I'll be here for you 'til we get old
Damn, Lamar, how you just leave yo' lil' brother? (Ayo, Bleu)
Mane started takin' them Xans, Meech tryna crash, I won't let 'em
We had got a youngin clipped, but, this shit still don't feel better
And I had cut off every nigga who had said they my killer (nah, for real)
Sometimes, I cry a lot of tears, this shit don't feel right
You know I ain't gon' never be the same until you killed, right?
My life both fucked twin and you keep tellin' me to live life
You know I think 'bout all our memories it gives me chills right
Barely see our kids and our big sister cryin' every night
Twelve took all my guns, they don't give a fuck they wanna see us die
What you know 'bout cryin' in front of you nigga? It hurt so bad, can't hold it in
And you feel like goin' up top just brought you closer to the end
This shit don't feel right
Written by:
Braylen Rembert, Giovanni Tyrone Gardner, Jeremiah Thrasher, Joshua Samuel, Keaonte Miles
Publisher:
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