letter to my brudda歌词
歌手：21 Savage 专辑：american dream
作词 : Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Paola Barba/Tyrese McGriff/Kavi Lybarger/Park Min Geon
作曲 : Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Paola Barba/Tyrese McGriff/Kavi Lybarger/Park Min Geon
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 ****in' witness?
They'll stand on couches with you but won't stand on business
Woah, I watched everybody turn on my brother like he ain't have 'em out here flyin' jets and ****in' bitches
This shit ridiculous
I feel your pain, my brudda
I know you from the struggle, I know how hard you hustled just to take care of you mother
I know you took clothes off your back for niggas you call, "Brotha"
I know how hard it get in this jungle, tryna prevail without bein' tried like you no sucker
Huh, life's a mother****er, 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
Sometimes we be forced to make decisions that we don't even want to 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 shit I'm prayin' I never gotta do again
I put bloodshed and tears inside this win
If I take care of my hood, the prosecutor call me Gotti
Turn my back on my hood, they prolly kill me, prolly 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
Momma used to go to TJ Maxx and shop on clearance
Tayman and CJ, I can still feel their spirits
Skinny and Wanwan used to rap, I know they hear it
It ain't that easy, puttin' pain inside of lyrics
Send us up to Heaven so they can clear it
Y'all know like, real street niggas don't do this shit
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'
'Till then, we gon' hold this shit down, straight up
作曲 : Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph/Paola Barba/Tyrese McGriff/Kavi Lybarger/Park Min Geon
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 ****in' witness?
They'll stand on couches with you but won't stand on business
Woah, I watched everybody turn on my brother like he ain't have 'em out here flyin' jets and ****in' bitches
This shit ridiculous
I feel your pain, my brudda
I know you from the struggle, I know how hard you hustled just to take care of you mother
I know you took clothes off your back for niggas you call, "Brotha"
I know how hard it get in this jungle, tryna prevail without bein' tried like you no sucker
Huh, life's a mother****er, 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
Sometimes we be forced to make decisions that we don't even want to 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 shit I'm prayin' I never gotta do again
I put bloodshed and tears inside this win
If I take care of my hood, the prosecutor call me Gotti
Turn my back on my hood, they prolly kill me, prolly 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
Momma used to go to TJ Maxx and shop on clearance
Tayman and CJ, I can still feel their spirits
Skinny and Wanwan used to rap, I know they hear it
It ain't that easy, puttin' pain inside of lyrics
Send us up to Heaven so they can clear it
Y'all know like, real street niggas don't do this shit
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'
'Till then, we gon' hold this shit down, straight up
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