Can't put my pride aside I can't visit my Dawg grave
Just need a couple minutes to get this off if I may
Ain't Tryna go to no funeral Ion' wanna see your body lifeless
And I swear you feel these words if you know a pain like this
Lost one November
Fast forward another in January
Fast forward to February now I'm tweaking
Be thinking Bout' who dead and gone but I'm wrong if Ion' like speaking
They want the type to do all the typing but they was the type to do the deleting
Am I tripping when I go on your IG
Am I tripping when I look at messages you sent to me
Swear I want scared of dying till niggas started dying
And if I said I ain't think bout crying boy swear I'd be lying
Niggas die to bullets but for some reason put trust in bullets
Is it protection or do we like leaving messes
Making the block hectic
Heard that story got me tweaking how my Dawg die with his weapon
I guess before a game ain't the only time niggas stretching
This a letter to my Dawgs
A letter to my Dawgs
Letter to my Dawgs
Just a letter for my dawgs
A letter for my
I be carrying so much they Tammat' let it go
But my dawgs dead and gone how you Tammat' let it go
Some don't feel right Bout' grief and media I can't make no post
And I ain't good at talking copping grams was how I cope
And I look my Momma in her eyes
Be wanting to tell her so much but she don't know bout that side
And it ain't like I can hit pops up to talk
So I be inside 4 walls having war with my thoughts
And that's crazy right
Losing your son and he just 18
That's crazy right
You 21 burying a parent
That shit crazy right
4 deaths it feel like back to back
That's crazy right
But ain't never posted or went to see them
Guess I'm crazy right
This a letter to my Dawgs
A letter to my Dawgs
Letter to my Dawgs
Just a letter for my dawgs
A letter for my