paroles de chanson Letter to My Pops - Rich P

Homeboys, what kinda bullshit yall on bruh,
Like the loyalty is gone bruh,
The strong shall survive
I got a question is you strong bruh
Why the hell, how the hell you got your nigga writin this song bruh
X2
I remember when i woke up
Realized my whole crew done woke up
And all the pressure we cant tulk up
We gon get dis money on dis rappin shit den blow up
Lately all of yall, on the real ain givin no fucks
It could be the molly that yall pressin up in yo gut
Fuck a dollar, what's a partner when its no trust
Love, honor thy brother
I love deez niggas like your mother
How i feel when its real we gon bubble
For all da tears n the years that we struggled
Loyalty go farther
Perp n wanye got murdered
The rabbit finished last, came first was the turtle
For da love of dat cash, keep da squares outchea circle
Them lines in dem baths, courtroom steve erkels
Real niggas too rare, to many niggas work you, dats why im rappin wit a purpose