Текст песни R I P P E D L E T T E R S - Y.B.C

Segment 1 of ripped letters
How you act like you do know me you don't know me

Gray Gangsta
Gang
7Up
Gang
Glll
Bow
Bang
Glll blllahh

I bet you wish you was me I'm ona different bracket
Toting straps and making scenes somehow became a habit
I get on the mic and speak the real I'm not no rapper
A bitch could barley touch me this a Dolce jacket

I'm emotionally scarred but it's not from no bitch
Streets fucked a nigga up it's the life that I live
When you beefing all yuh life it's hard to get rich
You could catch me in the hood I'm prolly on Ridge

If not check Atkins prolly ot beating the trap in
Keep that breesh on me young fly nigga in love with da backends
I got this mami bitch she blowin' my phone trynna show her back bend
Ima link later with her once I'm charged I'm blowing her back in

Segment 1 of ripped letters lemme preach to you
I had some long nights posted on that avenue
Fiends noddin' off leaving residue

Gotta leave my hood it's hard to focus
Step inside my shoes you think I'm joking
I was gifted heard my voice the token
He got shot it sounded like a motor
762s left his stomach open

Bitches slick they deceiving they just want my money
I had a bitch with da spits boy that ass was fluffy
She ripped a letter I sent to her and said we more then buddies

Why Seven can't get a break I put my 7s on
Any nigga unfamiliar seeing pistols drawn
We selling work tah all the fiends this a trapathon
We back and forth through the vill like a marathon
We split him into six call em hexagon

D.R left I been grieving ever since
I still think about them days when we was kids
Ion drink but for you I'll drink a nip

They trynna give my mans brother life he'll blow off yuh head
He trynna run down ona opp like he ona kickoff
Bro shoot first at any opp this is not a standoff
Keep that G Lock on me if not it's in the toolbox

Segment 1 of ripped letters lemme preach to you
I had some long nights posted on that avenue
Fiends nodding off leaving residue