Letter To My Ex (Explicit)

Letter To My Ex

Man how you start

buggin’ n' trippin’ and wildin’.

Thought you was ridin’

foreva like Clyde.

Ridin’ like Bonnie

I’m catching em bodies.

Out on them beaches

I had you smokin’ exotic

I had you lookin’ exotic.

Changing your views

now you up in tha six.

With a felony on you

I got you through customs.

All of them niggas

you with is some bustas.

That pussy is steady be bluffin’

won’t even bust shit

now you some nigga

I don’t fuck with.

How you become all

tha niggas I’m curvin’

swervin’

make me take

shots of tha

bourbon.

You know I’m

fighting some

demons.

You know I ain’t

call it quit

for no reason.

You know

my peace of

mind just mean

more to me.

You know my family

means more to me

and I put that on anything.

Like I put that on everything.

God He steady be blessin’ me.

Like a tech with a vest

On me gave you tha best

Of me shit wasn’t best for me.

You was aggy foreva

I’m down for whateva

That shit wasn’t best for me.

‘Cuz we could of been ballin’

Could of been scorin’

Money just pourin’.

Now all of them bitches

You fuckin’ is boring

While I’m steady soaring.

While I’m steady

Finessing a check on me

Days when you couldn’t

Get next to me.

You was heavy on subbin’

Goin’ out clubbin’

That shit was above me!

Now you wanna know

Who I be fuckin’ and suckin’

That shit got you bubblin’.

Man that shit

Got you wondering

While my money comin’ in.

I really be wantin’

To violate

But I know you just

Gon’ run wit it.

Then imma go dumb

On it.

I gotta go dumb

On it.

Cuz with 99 problems

I’m only givin’ him one

Way of solving it.

Like how you start

buggin’ n' trippin’ and wildin’.

Thought you was ridin’

foreva like… Clyde.

You know Bonnie

And Clyde with

Our eyes on tha prize.

Now you back

To tha streets

And you feedin’ em lies