Текст песни Love Letters - Veyster

Yeah, Veyster, takeover
Bitch writing love letters, I don't know you I won't sweat it
Dress to impress 300 dollars for a sweater

So many niggas count me out, it's crazy how I made it out
Now I'm chillin' on the couch, sparking woods with my spouse
Fed's talking bout some cheese, turned your ass to a mouse
I just looked in my account, finna triple my amount

Put two hundred in that bitch, I done broke the money counter
If I stand on my bands, taller than Dwight Howard
Niggas hating from they bed, nigga go and take a shower
Niggas think I got lucky, it's cap, I put it in them hours

I was grinding in the gym, now I'm grinding in the booth
Always knew I was a star, now I got stars in the roof
H-U-S-T-L-E, nigga I'm living proof
Nigga, went and got a bag, you can go and do it too

Should've put me in my yearbook as a rich nigga
I ain't signing no deal for nothing less than seven figures
Bitch, crying on my line, it's crazy I ain't even hit it
Show my heart through the hard times, nigga I'ma go getter

Bitch, writing love letters, I don't know you, I won't sweat it
I dressed to impress, three hundred dollars for a sweater
Nigga, sweater wasn't hard, that blunt steady laced with fetty
Bitch, I'm ready, I could be your dom, you could be my letty

I can't let you get too close to me, I know I'm gonna regret it
So many bitches crossed me, tables turned, look where I'm headed
I'm the hardest nigga out of KC, do you get it
Nigga said he got exotic, nigga I can't even smell it

I'm fucking with a bad bitch, I'm not Rallo
I need a box of backwoods, I ain't smoking on no fonto
Feds took me for questions, you know as much as I know
Plug's sent the pack, he steady posted in Toronto

I'm slidin' on this bitch for real, but that ain't nothing new
It's cool, we'll put your ass on the news
Still around the same, nigga no fresh faces in my crew
Doc rolling off the pills, I'm praying that he stops soon
I done lost it all before, and I still got it back

Unk taught me how to make the most out of my pack
Left them niggas in the past, I ain't never looking back
This a wrap, jumping off the top rope like I'm Jack
I know that you don't get it, nigga I'm not really tripping
Niggas missin', I ain't missin', nigga check my percentage
Since 2017, my nigga all I know is winning
Went to state on the bench, I owe it all up to my niggas
But I'm capping, I was watching front of stands I'm a fan
A nigga stop hooping, owe it all to Big Dan
Niggas really broke, and play it off on a gram
I'm with a bad lil' bitch, I'm finna make her OnlyFans
Tryna hit Abella Danger, it's a few other names
Chris faked on me, add him to the list of lames
You gon' do the walk of shame, tryna do it all for fame
If you ready for the deep, nigga jump off the plank

I jumped off the porch, my daddy died, that shit was crazy
Eight days after my birthday, you betrayed me
I'm a real grinder, I ain't never been lazy
Told my momma I'm my own boss, nigga I pay me
Told Kenzie that I love her, she ain't fucking with me lately
It amaze me, niggas really start moving snaky
I hang around with Slim, I'm not talking bout shady
Steady making plays like I'm Dwayne Casey

Steady making plays, like I'm Dwayne Casey
Never been lazy, nigga start rapping, I do it all before they take me
Niggas really round, moving shaky
Niggas really start moving snaky, on babies
That's that shi' I can't take it