Letter To Yasir Lyrics

GMK – Letter to Yasir [Explicit Lyrics]

[Intro]
Im writing this letter off the top of my head
Its orchestrated sincerely

[Verse 1]
Im doing something wrong , life tryna send me a message
Why else the fuck I still be stressing After all these blessings
Im switchin numbers phone on DND im muting my texts
After this tape im moving way farther than Texas
And I aint been fucking round wit none of my exes
Yo mama been waking up cooking me breakfast
I’m Tryna be there for her n***a im Tryna be there for you
But these n***as been telling
When I see you then I see me n***a don’t be me jit you could be better
Back in the g I was runnin the streets everybody who was wit me gone forever
N***as be dead or n***as be locked up I made it out by the tip of my sweater
Still in my nightmares shit that I been through pray you don’t never fight none of them devils
Pray you don’t never gotta slang your retta
Ill be right along beside ya bustin my metal
You ever end up stuck in the dirt gotta pick out the diamonds look at my bezel
Look at the fake shit n***as be be jealous
Stay out the street these n***as be tellin
Believe in your destiny them crackers a give you a felony bouta weapon
Aint no testin me in the chain gang aint no checkin me
I could teach you bout life tell you what I been through im dissecting it
This a lot of n***as dream coming from a king n***a you was blessed in it
Couple thousand on your jeans you cant even wear em yet we just flexin it
If you pick it up it aint no resting it , when you say how you feel put your chest in it
Where you from don’t make you a beast , it make you a boss I promise you heaven-sent
Allah had sent me a lesson and it came as a blessing
Don’t walk around with your hands out if it’s pressure address it
You gotta manifest your dreams don’t waste your time with the reverend
If I could pray for one more thing that both of us make it to heaven
Just thought id write you a letter

Allah keep sending me lessons and they coming as blessings
Don’t walk around with your hands out if it’s pressure address it
You gotta manifest your dreams don’t waste your time with the reverend
If I could pray for one more thning that both of us make it to heaven
I thought I’d write you a letter