Lyrics Open Letter - YB
Ah-em
Sometimes
I
feel
like
I
ain't
shit
Sometimes
a
nigga
feel
like
shit
Talkin'
'bout
some
real
life
shit
Goodbye
letter,
"Dear
life"
shit
So
if
a
nigga
kill
me,
hope
he
mean
it
I
just
hope
I
die
for
a
reason
They
probably
won't
miss
me
'til
they
need
me
Have
problems
with
admittin'
that
they
need
me,
Lord
I'm
talkin'
'bout
some
real
life
shit
Goodbye
letter,
"Dear
life"
shit
Way
too
concerned
to
be
conceited
I
live
and
I
learn,
then
die
tryna
teach
'em,
Lord
Die
tryna
reach
'em
They
care
more
about
how
much
I
leave
'em,
where'd
I
leave
it?
I
hope
I
leave
more
of
an
impression
on
my
kids
To
be
destined
to
have
blessings
to
believe
in,
Lord
Just
got
off
the
phone
with
my
son
Told
him,
"You
a
son
of
a
gun"
Just
got
off
the
phone
with
my
daughter
Told
her,
"I
won't
hesitate
to
fuck
a
young
nigga
up",
Lord
A
few
bitches
left
me
That
only
got
a
new
bitch
elected
My
old
bitch
was
too
disrespectful
And
only
give
my
new
bitch
respect
That's
power,
yes
So
now
we're
next
Can't
lie
though,
I
tried
though
I'll
die
tryin',
that's
a
common
death
We
was
such
a
team,
we
was
chasin'
our
dreams
Then
it
stopped,
now
I'm
outta
breath
Now
they
try
to
tell
me
I
need
rest
And
I'll
find
love
again,
I
ain't
find
it
yet
Oh,
but
I
guess
it
is
what
it
is
As
it
appears,
oh
shit
The
object
in
the
mirror
is
more
near
than
it
appears,
oh
shit
And
sometimes
I
fear
who
in
the
mirror
That
nigga
weird
He
done
died
so
many
times
but
still
here
Why
am
I
here?
Dear
life
What
is
my
meaning?
My
reason?
Naked
bitches
really
love
ones
Sometimes
our
loved
ones
don't
love
us
I'm
fuckin'
more
than
I'm
makin'
love
Sometimes
I
make
my
rubber
wear
a
rubber
I
just
tell
my
lady,
"Nothing's
easy"
Even
though
I
make
it
look
easy
But
understand
looks
are
deceiving
Lookin'
like
I'm
lookin'
for
some
grievance
'Cause
I
been
through
way
too
much,
don't
wanna
think
about
it
Cranky
'bout
it,
gotta
drink
about
it
Gotta
synchronize
it,
tranquilize
it
Doctor
ain't
prescribin'
what
he
ain't
realizin'
Pain
inside
me
got
me
thinkin'
'bout
me
Tryna
hang
my
body,
sanctifyin'
I'm
a
gangsta
dyin'
'cause
all
gangsters
die
I
can't
deny
it,
you
can't
tame
a
lion
I'm
a
angry
lion
hangin'
by
a
string
I
can't
describe
it
Feel
like
a
anchor
tied
to
my
finger
Got
me
sinkin'
to
the
bottom
of
my
drink
I
know
a
lotta
niggas
think
I
got
a
lotta
niggas
There's
strength
in
numbers
but
there's
honor
over
strength
I
talked
to
God
the
other
day,
he
said
he
got
a
nigga
So,
I
look
death
up
in
her
eye
and
then
I
wink
It's
way
too
real
The
shit
I'm
talkin'
way
way
too
real
I
hope
it
gave
you
chills
The
dirt
under
your
feet
could
be
the
grave
you
fill
You
don't
know
how
dead
you
feel
until
you're
dead
for
real
Gettin'
high
after
I
paid
the
bill
Lower
than
a
Navy
SEAL
Show
up
with
them
Navy
guns
I
hope
somebody
prayin'
for
'em
Price
tag,
no
mistake,
somebody
payin'
for
'em
Ice
baths,
when
my
face
numb,
no
expression
What's
the
life
expectancy
when
you
don't
expect
shit?
Mama
told
me,
"Fuck
the
world
and
be
so
aggressive"
Be
so
fluorescent,
watch
these
hoes
'cause
they
so
obsessive
I
don't
get
too
high
to
look
over
blessings
Never
come
in
second,
make
the
most
of
your
seconds
They
so
precious
'Cause
if
we
could
buy
time
every
store
would
sell
it
If
you
want
me
to
read
your
mind,
need
correct
spelling
I
keep
it
real,
niggas
better
keep
it
copacetic
Where
the
weed?
I
feel
like
I'm
getting
sober
headache
Lookin'
in
the
mirror
at
the
one
that
know
me
better
I
was
too
busy
to
talk,
I
wrote
an
open
letter
Dear
life
(life)
Was
is
my
meaning?
My
reason?
(My
reason)
That's
the
question
I
ask
the
reader
God
bless
the
reader
Dear
life
(life)
What
is
my
meaning?
My
reason?
That's
the
question
You
know,
when
he
told
me
that
Toya
was
havin'
a
baby
I
say,
"Y'all
young,
You
know
y'all
young"
I
said
but,
"Be
the
best
father
you
can
be,
" you
know
And
truly,
he
is
that
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