Testo Letter To My Pops - EBK Jaaybo
Testo della canzone Letter To My Pops (EBK Jaaybo), tratta dall'album Letter 4 the Streets
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Hey-Hey-Hey-Taewon
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I know that they ain't rocking like I'm rocking for 'em
The love fake, they gon' kill me, 'cause I kill everybody that I hate
I wonder what these niggas do to fame
That's why I'm cautious, paranoid
So if I run into these niggas, I'm gon' off 'em
Six years ago I lost my dad, that shit left me sad
Got my first taste of blood, I know you hating that
If you was here you would respect the fact
That your baby boy a grown man
Look
We ain't talked in a while, pops how you been
Cried when I see the kids, they was hella big
Marley still on that shit, hе just got out the pen
And I just got out juvenilе, it is what it is
I know you disappointed, I'm a shooting guard
When I was younger I wanted to be a shooting star
Casino died and that's just the start
Grandpa died a couple years ago too, he had a failing heart
Yeah, I know that shit brazy
Mia and Divine, Bo just had a baby
Unc still cutting hair, mom still crying
Your homies saying that they got me, niggas still lying
If you still here, just protect a nigga
I love the block 'cause I can feel you on the seven with me
Grave digger, wish that I could go to heaven with him
Look
I know that they ain't rocking like I'm rocking for 'em
The love fake, they gon' kill me, 'cause I kill everybody that I hate
I wonder what these niggas do to fame
That's why I'm cautious, paranoid
So if I run into these niggas, I'm gon' off 'em
Six years ago I lost my dad, that shit left me sad
Got my first taste of blood, I know you hating that
If you was here you would respect the fact
That your baby boy a grown man
I know that they ain't rocking like I'm rocking for 'em
The love fake, they gon' kill me, 'cause I kill everybody that I hate
I wonder what these niggas do to fame
That's why I'm cautious, paranoid
So if I run into these niggas, I'm gon' off 'em
Six years ago I lost my dad, that shit left me sad
I got my first taste of blood, I know they hating that
If you was here you would respect the fact
That your baby boy a grown man
Aye
Aye
I know that they ain't rocking like I'm rocking for 'em
The love fake, they gon' kill me, 'cause I kill everybody that I hate
I wonder what these niggas do to fame
That's why I'm cautious, paranoid
So if I run into these niggas, I'm gon' off 'em
Six years ago I lost my dad, that shit left me sad
I got my first taste of blood, I know they hating that
If you was here you would respect the fact
That your baby boy a grown man
Aye
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Writer(s): Bryon Kim
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