Luyện nghe bài hát Last Letter To Cadet (Krept Freestyle)

Yo, Cuzzy
Real talk I don't even know how to this
I just know that I you

Anyway, let me cuzzy, let me be real
Let me tell you how a nigga feel the dinner table, college or in the field
Let me get it out
Let me every emotion
But know it's to be real

Do you remember how it to be?
Casyo, Blaine, Cadet and
in bench, fam on the set
I walk, you would walk
I would step, you step
But shit ain't really feeling the
That's the why I'm writing you
Because, really I just my cousin back
I ain't got that's as tight as you like
I didn't know where to start
But college is kinda the shit went pear
See, I found my wife in
But I made it into the second year
And I she was cheating
And I was tryna it out like it wasBlue's Clues
But then, you were friends the guy she was beating
I kinda felt like you let her get to
Cuz, I felt
But I never said nothing, opened my mouth
'Cause maybe, you knew
You know you're my cousin, you get the benefit of the
Now imagine how gassed Granddad be
us on stage we were meant to be
But it hasn't an easy road
Man it's been like on the first one's jealousy
Well, not jealousy
But word should give you an idea of the truth
And true say, we be cousins
I say I do music yeah, always comparing a kid
Like everywhere I go, everybody saying
Why don't he you in
Like a did with Yungen
Got me bunning, got me that the love is awful
And they all say I should of been a
Now around time
I from being Cadet to Krept's cousin
And see, yeah I was kicking myself I felt shit
But never nothing
And now we ain't spoken in months
And even I can't ask the kid
'Cause I remember your WhatsApp status don't chat to me if you're going to ask for shit
Now around this everything's getting loose
Feels with me you want nothing to do
See I'm taking bare
But everybody knew I was talking 'bout you in the like every single tune, I was
Even though I felt one way, I would still you to the death
got a bar, even though the love's oneway
I'd still bang you in your face if you're about Krept
But I guess the blame on you
Because not once did I pick up the phone and you
I'm happy that you're doing your ting but it's a reminder of all the shit I do
So when your videos hitting a mill
I was still taking up in William Hill
Now jealousy gone, 'cause it's dumb to

And the second chapter is where the spills
See the second chapter's called hunger and this is where the shit gets
'Cause it's I stopped watching you and I started watching me
But I still got your in like every bar though
Parked up listening to Fargo
And the one time you brought me to was exactly the kick I needed in the asshole
'Cause you chose me right over the
Like even though we haven't spoke in though
And wallahi after you send the
Thought you were to say 'my bad, wrong convo'
'Cause then you me on stage
It was me, you and Killer
I was the last one to come off
Well, 'cause up there, man it felt like
And I swear that moment
I took serious
shotting food, quit the moves
Quit the fraud and mandem thought I was
See, I'd go carpark, buy bud, the engine on
And then fall asleep
up with a dead battery
Get jump started, and the same night
Go repeat, till the point now that I ain't got a car
'Cause the battery and engine's gone
But at least now I'm my dream
I ain't like a wasteman in long

And the third chapter's called
no soft shit, ain't no need for boohoo's
But when I started loving myself I could love you like I used to
Got
I been a wasteman I'm undercover in the crib
Man I got tired, I go into music
recognise me for a thing
Man I got tired, I got
Of like I ain't gonna win
And yeah I got tired, tired of telling you that
I don't why you don't wanna bring a nigga in see
I'm just I'm in the same race as you
And the is to go and share 1st place with you
You man
You're my left lung and ain't no replacing you
And P.S still bang everybody in the face for you
Man, I you
You must know

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