D Scott - LETTER TO MY YOUNGINS

At the crib motivated
Know it's now or never
Coulda followed lames
OG taught me better
I don't chase no fame
Know my money better
You could have called that boy a rat
The way he chase the cheddar
Could have called that boy a Wu
The way he chase the cream
Trying to make a million
Off a dollar scheme
You know I love the fam
Never get between
You know I love my fam
Them boys to me like everything
You act different on the net
Then you do in person
I don't even speak about it
I just think it's worsum
Twenty twenty vision we just keep on working
Everything that we do
Do it with a purpose yeah
Yeah man and
I make song like this for you know my youngins
The ones that ones that look up
You know what I'm saying
That hit my line for guidance
Shit i hit they line for guidance it's a two way street
Money power respect
That's what every man want
Grind eat repeat
That's what every man don't
That's the key to the separation
Find something worthwhile
And give it your dedication
I'm just speaking facts
Learn the rules to the game
Stand 10 down
Chase the money
Not the fame
Write your goals down
It don't always go as planned
Not a lot do
It's some bumps upon the road
Remember
See it through
If you grind
I know you love to see me grind to
If you shine
I know you want to see me shine to
Preach the word
Teach the word
That's what bosses do
I paid the cost
Took the lost
Now I'm a boss to
How many beats I did I smash
To many of em
Hate talking
Rather show it to a mother fucker
If you got it
Then you got it
Ain't no need to rush
They only tell you
Tone it down
Cause they never up
Snakes come in all colors
Please watch who you trust
Thought my heart was filled with love
It was only lust
Funny how a squirrel do anything
To catch a nut
Funny how a squirrel do anything
To catch a nut
I saw things
I wish I didn't
Never been committed
I'm trying to be the one
They don't forget man
I'm the mother fucking shit man

Written by:
D. Scott

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