Norie Finesse - A Letter to My Mans

Now help me understand, how you let this shit get out of hand
We was out here chasing dreams, making money for the fam, that was the plan
In high school you was the man my nigga
Yeah you was the goat but now you moving like the lamb, what the fuck
I'm hearing that my mans did what
Yea now my nigga going through it and he starting to give up
But I just wanna help him, cause my brother really helpless
The fact i'm making music without him, it got me feeling selfish
But he would tell me that i'm selfless
Yeah my nigga used to put me on about shit, I really felt him
It was like we lived the same life, but we just going two different ways and it ain't right
It's been like two years since we made that hit
Eleventh grade, yeah I ain't never gon' forget that shit
It might’ve took a whole day but I never knew you could spit
You used tell me about the dreams that you had being lit
Now what happened, you said that i'm the reason that you was rapping
Now tell me you wasn’t cappin', i'm addressing this shit, no fashion
But I can say that you not no average nigga
Everyone knew that you bout that action nigga, now what the fuck happen nigga
Looking back, I wish I put you on how to trap
Cause shit would turn out differently, man this shit is killing me
What happened to your energy, i'm looking back at memories
Nowadays it's like we barely speak like we some enemies
There’s only one person that I can blame, and I don't even wanna mention shorty name
I just know that nothing was the same
Together we put in pain, now i'm the one that's feeling pain my nigga, damn my nigga

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Dennorie Guerra

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