Lyrics

Kado you way to dope kid Send me a letter through the mail Ion want talk over no phone Sometimes I feel like I won't make it home It's life or death You wasn't with me why I'm here So when I die just put my trophy on the shelf Send me a letter through the mail Ion want talk over no phone Sometimes I feel like I won't make it home It's life or death You wasn't with me why I'm here So when I die just put my trophy on the shelf Be very careful then how you live not as unwise but as wise Making the most of every opportunity because the days are evil Been through a lot but I won't let it phase me Been slanging iron and robbing niggas before the age of eighteen Can't feel my pain We not the same I say my prayers before I Sin I thank god for forgiving me But he was with them boys again My bank account My shit look different na I rap like I got figures huh And I don't fuck with these niggas No I'm not friendly I'm so different na That's probably why they envy huh Listen close I'm in my feelings now They see Savage getting bigger now She was along when he left Had defend for herself Now I thank god that I'm here Can't tell me shit this my year I walk alone with no help I did this shit by myself I really wish you was here Send me a letter through the mail Ion want talk over no phone yeah Sometimes I feel like I won't make it home It's life or death yeah You wasn't with me why I'm here So when I die just put my trophy on the shelf Send me a letter through the mail Ion want talk over no phone Sometimes I feel like I won't make it home It's life or death You wasn't with me why I'm here So when I die just put my trophy on the shelf Send me a letter through the mail Ion want talk over no phone Sometimes I feel like I won't make it home It's life or death You wasn't with me why I'm here So when I die just put my trophy on the shelf Ain't been in the mood lately Cause my life been kinda crazy I just seen a post the other day Somebody killed a baby I'm like god would you save us We running outta patients But ion know why I still like we live in slavery Baby I'm running out of patients yeah Send me a letter through the mail Ion want talk over no phone no Sometimes I feel like I won't make it home It's life or death yeah You wasn't with me why I'm here So when I die just put my trophy on the shelf Send me a letter through the mail Ion want talk over no phone Sometimes I feel like I won't make it home It's life or death You wasn't with me why I'm here So when I die just put my trophy on the shelf
Writer(s): Glenn Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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