Текст песни Beyonce's Letter ( Justice 4 Breonna Taylor) [feat. Raymore] - B Simm

Sins of a father reflect on his daughter
I don't too much that's why I ain't to bothered
I count 6 shots in this revolver
12 in this 40 I'm telling you shorty
I'm telling you partner I'm telling you folk
End up on a MILK carton for one of them POST
SERIAL numbers on the side of the
Toast watch out for the bacon cause you know
They be doing the most
Don't even COP nothing no more I buy it
For what you did in MARCH you MAY spark a riot
Taylor gang no disrespect to whiz
Breonna we gon make sure you live
Want justice for what you did you
Took gods kid you killed gods daughter
I'm just speaking from a father
Sad you can't read the letter that Beyoncé wrote
They was looking for smoke now we looking for smoke

Game made a post about you
Cardi talked her shit
Just know you got love from people you never dealt wit
Please mr mayor go out and be a mayor
Don't wanna fuck the city up we just want justice for taylor
Cops give me a damn about a Black man
Pull a trigger kill a Nigga then he bat man
No knock then they come in side
Now we got a Homicide
Now you got pick a side
Either you with us or against and you know the vibes
20 rounds huh
That's how went down huh
You left that baby lying on the ground huh
You left a momma crying
Left a city hurt
Tried to cover it up but it didn't work
We still asking for justice and that sounds absurd
Before you give a man a badge check under his shirt
Sad you can't read the letter that Beyoncé wrote
They was looking for smoke now we looking for smoke
No justice no peace