Luyện nghe bài hát Letter to Krept

Yo, Dear
Real talk I don't even know how to this
I just that I love you
Anyway, let me talk cuzzy, let me be
Let me you how a nigga feel from the dinner table, college or in the field
Let me get it out
Let me spill every
But know it's to be real
Do you how it used to be?
Casyo, Blaine, and Krept
in bench, fam on the set
I walk, you would walk
I would step, you step
But shit ain't feeling the same
That's the why I'm writing you
Because, really I just want my cousin
I ain't got family as tight as you like
I didn't really where to start
But is kinda where the shit went pear
See, I found my in college
But I never made it the second year
And I she was cheating
And I was tryna figure it out it was Blue's Clues
But then, you were friends the guy she was beating
I kinda felt you let her get moved to
Cuz, I felt

But I never said nothing, opened my mouth
'Cause maybe, you knew
You know my cousin, you get the benefit of the doubt
Now imagine how gassed would be
Seeing us on stage we meant to be
But it been an easy road
Man it's like chapters on the first one's jealousy
Well, maybe not
But that word should give you an of the truth
And true say, we be cousins
I say I do music yeah, always comparing a kid
Like everywhere I go, saying something
Why he bring you in
Like a nigga did Yungen
Got me bunning, got me that the love is awful
And they all say I should of a Paranormal
Now that time
I went from being Cadet to Krept's
And see, yeah I was kicking myself I felt shit
But said nothing

And like now we spoken in months
And even I can't ask the kid
'Cause I remember your WhatsApp status saying don't chat to me if going to ask for shit
Now around this time getting loose
like with me you want nothing to do
See I'm bare digs
But knew I was talking 'bout you in the like every single tune, I was bruised
though I felt one way, I would still love you to the death
Even got a bar, even the love's oneway
I'd still bang you in your if you're talking about Krept
But I guess the blame on you
Because not once did I up the phone and phone you
I'm happy that you're doing your but it's a reminder of all the shit I don't do
So when your videos were hitting a
I was taking bets up in William Hill
Now jealousy gone, 'cause it's to feel
And the second chapter is the hunger spills
See the chapter's called hunger and this is where the shit gets peak
it's when I stopped watching you and I started watching me
But I still got your in like every bar though
Parked up to Argy Fargo
And the one time you brought me to was exactly the kick I needed in the asshole
you chose me right over the mandem
Like even we haven't spoke in long though
And wallahi you send the invite
Thought you were to say 'my bad, wrong convo'
'Cause then you me on stage
It was me, you and Konan
I was the one to come off stage
Well, 'cause up there, man it like home
And I swear since moment
I shit serious
shotting food, quit the moves
Quit the fraud and mandem thought I was
See, I'd go carpark, buy bud, leave the on
And then somehow fall
Wake up with a dead
Get jump started, and then the night
Go repeat, till the now that I ain't even got a car
'Cause both the battery and gone
But at least now I'm chasing my
I felt like a wasteman in long
And the third chapter's love
Ain't no soft shit, no need for boohoo's
But when I started loving myself then I could 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 niggas
I don't know why you don't wanna bring a in see
I'm just glad I'm in the race as you
And the is to go and share 1st place with you
You man
my left lung and there ain't no replacing you
And P.S I'll bang everybody in the face for you
Man, I you
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