笨小笨letter to my brudda (sped up|Explicit)歌词由21 Savage演唱，出自专辑《american dream (sped up) [Explicit]》，下面是《letter to my brudda (sped up|Explicit)》完整版歌词！
letter to my brudda (sped up|Explicit)歌词完整版
letter to my brudda (sped up|Explicit) - 21 Savage
Lyrics by：Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Tyrese McGriff/Paola Barba/Kavi Lybarger/Park Min Geon/Tchakalla Anthony Romeo/William Boyette
Composed by：Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Tyrese McGriff/Paola Barba/Kavi Lybarger/Park Min Geon/Tchakalla Anthony Romeo/William Boyette
Produced by：Lil Tyh/KXVI/g06beatz
Oooohhhhh
Oooohhhhh
Oooohhhhh
Woah woah woah
Once you 'cross that line it ain't no tryin' to fix it
You want me to forgive you let's be realistic
I can't kick it with your kind like I tore my meniscus
How you go from co-defendant to a ******* witness
They'll stand on couches with you
But won't stand on business
Oooohhhhh
Woah
I watched everybody turn on my brother
Like he ain't have 'em out here
Flyin' jets and ******* *******
This **** ridiculous
I feel your pain my brother
I know you from the struggle
I know how hard you hustled just
To take care of your mother
I know you took clothes off your
Back for niggas you call brother
I know how hard it get in this jungle
Tryna prevail without bein' tried like you no sucker
Huh life's a ************ yeah
I know ain't nobody perfect
But what's the point in makin' it
Out if all they do is cuff ya
You know we be comin' from like
The worst conditions the worst circumstances
The trenches the gutter
And sometimes we be forced to make
Decisions that we don't even wanna make
It be about survival
At the end of the day we be havin' good hearts
They just be in bad places
I guess that's life though
Father God forgive me for my sins
Take the mask off all my enemies
That's out here actin' like my friends
Did some **** I'm prayin' I never gotta do again
I put blood sweat and tears inside this win
If I take care of my hood
The prosecutor call me Gotti
Turn my back on the hood
They probably kill me probably rob me
It's a catch-22 I'm bein' honest
Hard work tryna keep the past behind me
I still be havin' flashbacks 'bout Johnny
Fast forward and the major label signed me
Had to hustle had to focus perseverance
Mama used to go to TJ Maxx and shop on clearance
Tayman and CJ I can still feel they spirits
Skinny and Wanwan used to rap I know they hear it
It ain't that easy puttin' pain inside of lyrics
Send this up to heaven so they can clear it
Y'all know like real street niggas gon' feel this ****
And I don't want niggas to get misunderstood
'Cause the rules we live by don't even matter no more
Just a just a setback for you to come back
Can't hold a nigga down forever
Know what I'm sayin'
'Til then we gon' hold this **** down straight up
