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Dear Mrs. bill
I know you just doing job
Don't mean to ya
But we been going this thing since way back
I told you when I get the dough I pay back
But I got baby
I got bigger problems
So why you talking about the that I owed
Like as if I didn't know man it don't nothing to me
Cos right now I got my boy crying and my grandmother dying
Could you please fucking with me
Listen here I ain't looking for no but my brother got a year
And my keep smoking that shit
On top of i'm broke please put that in your notes
For the next one to call me up that shit
And I holla

I just ain't this shit anymore
I just might lose
I feel letting it go
Please just me
I need to be
And if i'm then let me be wrong
Just me alone

Dear Mr.
Ay am I wrong or ain't you supposed to keep the man
I could have swore that I was driving peaceful
So why the hell is you pulling me for
Is it this Mercedes
Oh no I get it I get it I get it
Or cos i'm black hmm
Yeah hey tell me why my hands start
And I hold my breath time that you get behind me

I turn my music down so you hear a sound
Man i'm nervous I got a couple pounds on me
You me over you frowned on me
your flashlight tell me what do you see
Thug niggas drug dealers a trip
Every in this whip got a mother fucking college degree

I ain't into this shit anymore
I just might lose
I feel like it go
Please leave me
I need to be
And if i'm then let me be wrong
leave me alone

Yea, my finger to the law, bustin off, tryna touch the sky
My said, "Impossible", but I'm a fuckin try
Plus how he gon' tell me, he make the rules
There's dying everyday, but we don't make the news
Instead they talkin bout thunderstorm, cyclones
Timmy got his bike stole, top story, Woods "be fuckin all these white hoes"
stop snitchin
Cut the commercial, he be all the side bitches, hey my goodness
How ironic, on trial for of some chronic
My lawyer to court, man he was higher than the comet
Hey your honor, is you kidding? How you sit me?
Are you perfect motherfucker, how you judge me?
When you you don't cuss, drink and puff like us
These cops is bad boys, baby just Puff
They hate they and they days be fucked up like us
At the end of the day, you niggas just us