Pusha Abdullah - Letter 2 Booka

I gotta change my ways,you all i got
Can't be in n out jail, Like ur grandpa was
When i was in that workhouse, 50,000 bond
Thinking to myself, I'm finna lay down

This a letter to booka yea yea
This a letter to booka yea yea
This a letter to booka yea yea
This a letter to booka yea yea

I made bond i came home, im like where's my daughter
It's time to hit the mall, daddy home I'm finna spoil ya
No matter what ur mama say, daddy always love ya
Even tho I'm in the streets, daddy here for ya

Me and ur Mama bumps heads, we gone work it out
Put the bullshit aside, so can i beat this case
Get these crackers off my back, dey trynna build a case
Wanna put ur daddy away, so i can't see your face

U all i got in this would, i gotta play it safe
Tinted 5 move Swift & stay out the way
Every dime that i touch, it go in the safe
So when u turn 18, you gone be straight

I gotta change my ways, you all i got
Can't be in n out jail, Like ur grandpa was
When i was in that workhouse, 50,000 bond
Thinking to myself, I'm finna lay down

This a letter to booka yea yea
This a letter to booka yea yea
This a letter to booka yea yea
This a letter to booka yea yea

Didn't nobody wanna sign me, so i signed myself
1 Life 1 Love Ent, that's my own label
Everytime i see u smile, it gives me motivation
Booka u my over half, ain't no separation

Back to back court dates, false allegations
Daddy stressing right now, denied me probation

But if i ever go away, daddy write u everyday
Call u on the phone, say booka it's gone be ok
I be home soon baby girl
Wipe them tears away
Daddy fucked up
I made dumb mistake
Trying to be the man, now I'm locked in that can
Times heal all wounds, booka ima see you soon

Written by:
terrell thornton

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