This a letter to the money, dear moola, shit, I love you Damn, with my back against the wall I know I that can trust you (Whew) I might take you out the stash and stack you just to hug you Still like the first time we met, I get butterflies when I touch you This a letter to the Wock, I´ma drop you in a pop I´ll drop you when it´s cold, I´ll drop you when it´s hot (Ahh) No matter how much you cost me, I´ll always have you ´round Quagen, Trisha can never be you and try to snatch the crown (Never) This a letter to the Za, gon´ stuff you in a wood (Whew) I be stressin´, but it´s cool, gon´ puff you ´til I´m good (Whew)
When it´s me and you I´m on a different wave length They say you kill cells, but I think you get my brain straight This a letter to my ex, I know you feel dumb (Dummy) Just a ordinary bitch with a regular life Hopin´ that your days go bad, like why would I tell you goodnight? Imagine fumblin´ BabyTron, biggest L in your life This a letter to the juggs, it´s time to move on (Yup) In the booth or doin´ shows, I found a new road (Yup) I hope you happy for me (Whew) Hopefully when this shit over, it´s a happy story (Whew) Look, this a letter to the haters (Man), you don´t get paid for it
Two-hundred thousand likes you mad ´cause my pape scorchin´? They hit your bitch of off a stare you mad my face scorchin´? Nah, I think y´all really pissed ´cause y´all pape´ shortage (Bums) This a letter to my baby $cams It fucked me up that you ain´t ´round to catch a jack (Man) It fucked me up that you ain´t ´round to catch a flight (Man) It fucked me up that you ain´t ´round to send a site If you was here, I knew you would´ve shroomed up with me (I swear) If you was here, I know you´d go suit up with me (I swear) If you was here, you would´ve bust a new jugg with me
You was on what I was on, would´ve went pull of a stunt with me (I swear) This a letter to my family, happy that y´all proud You know me and how I get, I couldn´t let y´all down (I couldn´t) I told y´all school wasn´t the one for me Now I post a venue, thousand people, they gon´ come for me (Yup) This a letter to the gang, you know I got y´all (Whew) Same Jimmy, same Tron before I popped off (Yup) Every time we hit the stage, it´s time to rock out All that grindin´, but it´s time game, yeah, we got now This a letter to my lil´ yeah, you know what it is (Whew)
They can´t fuck with you (Nope), they can´t fuck with us Twenty thousand between both our fists, no, they can´t stomach us You know that I fuck with you, you up there with my double cups (Yeah) This a letter to the fans, all the supporters I´ma reach the finish line and keep runnin´, nothin´ shorter (Nothin´ shorter) Don´t forget, without y´all, I wouldn´t be nothin´ And keep cheerin´ for me, promise, y´all ain´t see nothin´
(Yeah, ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Milita) (Ay, ay, ay, ay) (Ay, ay, ay) (They still can´t fuck with me, this shit is not changed)
(I don´t think it´s gon´ change) (Matter fact, I know it´s not gon´ fuckin´ change) (Whew, whew, whew)