Luyện nghe bài hát Letter to Krept

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

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 would be
Seeing us on stage we meant to be
But it hasn't been an easy
Man it's been like chapters on the one's jealousy
Well, maybe not
But that should give you an idea of the truth
And true say, we be cousins
When I say I do music yeah, always a kid
Like everywhere I go, saying something
Why don't he you in
a nigga did with Yungen
Got me bunning, got me feeling that the love is
And they all say I should of been a
Now that time
I went from being Cadet to Krept's
And see, yeah I was kicking 'cause I felt shit
But never nothing

And like now we ain't spoken in
And even advice I ask the kid
'Cause I remember your WhatsApp status saying chat to me if you're going to ask for shit
Now around this time getting loose
Feels like with me you nothing to do
See I'm bare digs
But everybody knew I was talking 'bout you in the every single tune, I was bruised
though I felt one way, I would still love you to the death
Even got a bar, even though the oneway
I'd still bang you in your face if you're talking about
But I guess the ain't on you
Because not once did I pick up the 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 hitting a mill
I was still bets up in William Hill
Now jealousy gone, 'cause it's to feel
And the second chapter is the hunger spills
See the second called hunger and this is where the shit gets peak
'Cause it's when I stopped watching you and I watching me
But I still got your name in like bar though
up listening to Argy Fargo
And the one time you brought me to Wireless was exactly the kick I in the asshole
'Cause you chose me over the mandem
Like even though we haven't spoke in though
And wallahi you send the invite
you were going to say 'my bad, wrong convo'
'Cause you brought me on stage
It was me, you and Konan
I was the last one to off stage
Well, up there, man it felt like home
And I swear since that
I took serious
Stopped food, quit the moves
Quit the fraud and mandem I was delirious
See, I'd go carpark, buy bud, the engine on
And then somehow fall
Wake up a dead battery
Get jump started, and then the same
Go repeat, till the point now that I ain't got a car
'Cause both the battery and gone
But at least now I'm my dream
I ain't like a wasteman in long
And the third called love
Ain't no soft shit, no need for boohoo's
But when I started loving myself then I love you like I used to
Got

I been a wasteman rapper I'm undercover in the
Man I got tired, I go into music
Didn't me for a thing
Man I got tired, I got
Of feeling like I 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 glad I'm in the same race as you
And the dream is to go and share 1st place you
You man
You're my left lung and there no replacing you
And P.S still bang everybody in the face for you
Man, I you
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